Make a girl melt

"Leaning into the afternoons I cast my sad nets
towards your oceanic eyes.

There in the highest blaze my solitude lengthens and flames, its arms turning like a drowning man's.

I send out red signals across your absent eyes
that move like the sea near a lighthouse.

You keep only darkness, my distant female,
from your regard sometimes the coast of dread emerges.

Leaning into the afternoons I fling my sad nets
to that sea that beats by your marine eyes.

The birds of night peck at the first stars
that flash like my soul when I love you.

The night gallops on its shadowy mare
shedding blue tassels over the land."


--Pablo Neruda
 
Yet were her thoughts of him, and at times a feeling of sadness
Passed o'er her soul, as the sailing shades of clouds in the moonlight.
Flitted accross the floor and darkened the room for a moment.
 

Yes Rigil very nice but I find the simple one lined poetry of my main chat up phrase never fails to woo them:

You are now the only one who knows I'm not wearing underwear

gets em every time, oh yeah
 
Back
Top