Poem "Body of woman" by Pablo Neruda.

Body of woman, white hills, white thighs,
you look the world in your attitude of surrender.
My body of peasant savage undermines you
and makes leap the son from the depths of the earth.
I was just like a tunnel. Birds fled from me
and in me the night entered his invasion powerful.
To survive i was forged you as a weapon,
like an arrow in my bow, like a stone in my sling.
But drop the payback time, and I love you.
Body of skin, of moss, of eager and firm milk.
Ah vessels in the chest! Ah the eyes of absence!
Ah the roses of the pubis! Ah your voice slow and sad!
Body of woman mine, i will persist in your grace.
My thirst, my desire without limit, my undecided way!
Dark rivers where the eternal thirst follows
and fatigue follows, and the endless pain.