A face at the end of the day
A cradle in days dead leaves
A bouquet of naked rain
Every ray of sun hidden
Every fount of founts in the depths of the water
Every mirror of mirrors broken
A face in the scales of silence
A pebble among other pebbles
For the leaves last glimmers of day
A face like all the forgotten faces.
Lovely And Lifelike
written byPaul Eluard
© Paul Eluard