Here you will find the Poem The Curve Of Your Eyes of poet Paul Eluard
The curve of your eyes embraces my heart A ring of sweetness and dance halo of time, sure nocturnal cradle, And if I no longer know all I have lived through It?s that your eyes have not always been mine. Leaves of day and moss of dew, Reeds of breeze, smiles perfumed, Wings covering the world of light, Boats charged with sky and sea, Hunters of sound and sources of colour Perfume enclosed by a covey of dawns that beds forever on the straw of stars, As the day depends on innocence The whole world depends on your pure eyes And all my blood flows under their sight.
