Oceans of Eyes

Leaning into the afternoons I cast my sad nets

towards your oceanic eyes.

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There in the highest blaze my solitude lengthens and flames,
its arms turning like a drowning man's

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I send out red signals across your absent eyes

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that smell like the sea or the beach by a lighthouse.

You keep only darkness, my distant female,
from your regard sometimes the coast of dread emerges.

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Leaning into the afternoons I fling my sad nets
to that sea that is thrashed by your oceanic eyes.

The birds of night peck at the first stars

that flash like my soul when I love you.

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The night gallops on its shadowy sea shedding blue tassels over it's peaks.

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{Go Forth and Live Responsibly}

 sea, surf, summer, and amore

poem; Pablo Neruda 1924-1973 (last line changed)