HOMECOMING OF LOVE IN THE MIDST OF THE SEA

My splendor, my love,
Beginning of my life,
I want to tell all of your beauty,
Here, in the midst of the sea, while I seek for you,
While I have only the cool beauty
Of the waves to compare with you.

Your hair is a fountain of gold,
A rain of foam embracing me,
Bearing me up, to sail to the end of the night.

Your brow is the dawn above double rainbows,
Where the suns go by so gently
Like boats dreaming into the daybreak.

What can I say about your mouth, your ears,
Your neck, your shoulders; when the sea hides its shells,
Its coral and submarine gardens,
Lest, under the wings of the South,
I compare them to you?

Your thighs are like two long still bays.
The silence of love envelops them.
They sing the same song as your arms.

It is sad to have to say this, here, far away
From those shadowy gulfs, those islands
Calling to a sail they sense passing by,
Far from its route, unseen.

My love, your legs are two beaches,
Two taut, undulant dunes,
Rumorous with rushes when they are not sleeping.
Give me your little feet to caress,
Let me know all your shores,
Let me sink into the sea, let me sink into you, my life,
Into your love, through your love, singing
Of your beauty, beautiful as the waves.