The Earth is blue as an orange

The earth is blue as an orange

No mistake the words aren’t lying

They give you nothing more to lilt

At the turn of hearing kisses

Fools and amours

She her mouth of conjunction

All the secrets all the smiles

And what vestments of indulgence

To believe her entirely nude.

Wasps flourish green

Sunup occurs around the neck

A windowed necklace

Wings covering leaves

You have every solar mirth

All the sunlight on the earth

On the ways of your lovelihead.

Paul Eluard