The curve of your eyes goes around my heart,A round of dance and sweetness,Halo of time, nocturnal and safe cradle,And if I don't know any more all that I've lived throughIt's because I haven't always been seen by you.
Paul EluardAbout author
- Author's profession: Poet
- Nationality: french
- Born: December 14, 1895
- Died: November 18, 1952