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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=476045" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Crave Your Mouth, Your Voice, Your Hair</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=476045" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.<br>Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.<br>Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day<br>I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=476045" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I hunger for your sleek laugh,<br>your hands the color of a savage harvest,<br>hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,<br>I want to eat your skin like a whole almond. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=476045" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,<br>the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,<br>I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=476045" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,<br>hunting for you, for your hot heart,<br>like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=476045" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Translated by Stephen Tapscott</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Pablo+Neruda">Pablo Neruda</a></strong></div>