Berthe Marie Pauline Morisot
In the Garden at Maurecourt c. 1884
Your smile
Remove from the bread, if you want,
take my air, but
not take away your smile.
not take off the rose, the lance
shelling,
the water that suddenly bursts
in your joy,
the sudden wave
d 'you are born silver.
Pablo Neruda
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