A woman is more beautiful than the world in which I live; and so I close my eyes.
Paul EluardRead
She is standing on my lids And her hair is in my hair She has the colour of my eye She has the body of my hand In my shade she is engulfed As a stone against the sky She will never close her eyes And she does not let me sleep And her dreams in the bright day Make the suns evaporate And me laugh cry and laugh Speak when I have nothing to say
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote expresses deep affection and connection between lovers, highlighting their intertwined existence and emotional impact on each other.
In this poetic depiction of love, the speaker illustrates an intense and intimate bond with their beloved, portraying how their partner's presence and essence permeate every aspect of their life. The imagery suggests the inextricable link they share, where the beloved influences the speaker’s very being, emotions, and even their dreams, symbolizing a love that transcends ordinary boundaries and evokes a profound sense of joy and pain.
Themes
LoveConnectionIntimacyPoetryEmotion
In practice
Example use cases
In a wedding speech, one might say, 'Just like Eluard describes, love creates a bond where two souls become one.'
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