Woman Dark
Naked woman, woman dark
clothed in your color
with your form of beauty
lost in this forest of love
I am the furtive hunter
through sleeping dense foliage
I seek you
as one seeks a fulgent bird...
Now on this sun baked pass
at the height of summer and noon
I ramble through the thicket
bringing back to my solitude
the most fulgent plumage
the purple plumage of your dazzle
and your beauty strikes me to the heart
like the flash of an eagle...
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