ilovethehandful

I love the handful of the earth you are.

Because of its meadows, vast as a planet,

I have no other star. You are my replica

of the multiplying universe.

Your wide eyes are the only light I know

from extinguished constellations;

your skin throbs like the streak

of a meteor through rain.

Your hips were that much of the moon for me;

your deep mouth and its delights, that much sun;

your heart, fiery with its long red rays,

was that much ardent light, like honey in the shade.

so I pass across your burning form, kissing

you: compact and planetary, my dove, my globe.

Pablo Neruda