Tes yeux sont si profonds qu’en me penchant pour boire
\nJ’ai vu tous les soleils y venir se mirer
\nS’y jeter mourir tous les dsesprs
\nTes yeux sont si profonds que j’y perds la mmoire<\/p>\n
l’ombre des oiseaux c’est l’ocan troubl
\nPuis le beau temps soudain se lve et tes yeux changent
\nL’t taille la nue au tablier des anges
\nLe ciel n’est jamais bleu comme il l’est sur les bls<\/p>\n
Les vents chassent en vain les chagrins de l’azur
\nTes yeux plus clairs que lui lorsqu’une larme y luit
\nTes yeux rendent jaloux le ciel d’aprs la pluie
\nLe verre n’est jamais si bleu qu’ sa brisure<\/p>\n
Mre des Sept douleurs lumire mouille
\nSept glaives ont perc le prisme des couleurs
\nLe jour est plus poignant qui point entre les pleurs
\nL’iris trou de noir plus bleu d’tre endeuill<\/p>\n
Tes yeux dans le malheur ouvrent la double brche
\nPar o se reproduit le miracle des Rois
\nLorsque le coeur battant ils virent tous les trois
\nLe manteau de Marie accroch dans la crche<\/p>\n
Une bouche suffit au mois de Mai des mots
\nPour toutes les chansons et pour tous les hlas
\nTrop peu d’un firmament pour des millions d’astres
\nIl leur fallait tes yeux et leurs secrets gmeaux<\/p>\n
L’enfant accapar par les belles images
\ncarquille les siens moins dmesurment
\nQuand tu fais les grands yeux je ne sais si tu mens
\nOn dirait que l’averse ouvre des fleurs sauvages<\/p>\n
Cachent-ils des clairs dans cette lavande o
\nDes insectes dfont leurs amours violentes
\nJe suis pris au filet des toiles filantes
\nComme un marin qui meurt en mer en plein mois d’aot<\/p>\n
J’ai retir ce radium de la pechblende
\nEt j’ai brl mes doigts ce feu dfendu
\nparadis cent fois retrouv reperdu
\nTes yeux sont mon Prou ma Golconde mes Indes<\/p>\n
Il advint qu’un beau soir l’univers se brisa
\nSur des rcifs que les naufrageurs enflammrent
\nMoi je voyais briller au-dessus de la mer
\nLes yeux d’Elsa les yeux d’Elsa les yeux d’Elsa<\/p>\n","protected":false},"parent":0,"template":"","meta":{"inline_featured_image":false,"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"default","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"default","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"set","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}}},"annee":[169],"poems-book":[862],"poemes-theme":[350],"poete":[281],"class_list":["post-16372","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-169","poems-book-les-yeux-delsa","poemes-theme-corps","poete-louis-aragon"],"yoast_head":"\n