from Firstly: xxvııı by Paul Eluard

Flushed woman in love
to take part in your pleasure
I color myself with pain.

I lived
you close your eyes
you enclose yourself in me
to accept life.

Everything that repeats itself is incomprehensible
you are born in a mirror
before my ancient image.

translated by Stuart Kendall

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