“She is always unwilling to understand, to listen, She laughs to hide her fear of herself. She has always walked beneath the arches of nights And wherever she went She left The mark of broken things.” — Paul Éluard Copy Share Image
“Your voice, your eyes, your hands, your lips Our silence, our words Light that goes, light that returns A single smile between us In… — Paul Éluard Copy Share
A woman is more beautiful than the world in which I live; and so I close my eyes. — Paul Eluard Copy Share
She is standing on my lids And her hair is in my hair She has the colour of my eye She has the body… — Paul Eluard Copy Share
All my desires are born of my dreams. And I have proven my love with words. To what fantastic creatures have I entrusted myself,… — Paul Eluard Copy Share
The front windows as are the watchmen of grief - I've been looking beyond expectation - Beyond myself - and I do not know… — Paul Eluard Copy Share
“Farewell Sadness Hello Sadness You are inscribed in the lines on the ceiling You are inscribed in the eyes that I love You are… — Paul Éluard Copy Share
