In A New Night
Woman I’ve lived with
Woman I live with
Woman I’ll live with
Always the same
You need a red cloak
Red gloves a red mask
And dark stockings
The reasons the proofs
Of seeing you quite naked
Nudity pure O ready finery
Breasts O my heart
poem by Paul Eluard
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