When you are dressed,
Nobody imagines
The worlds hidden
Under your clothes.
(Thus, in the day light,
We do not have notion
Of the stars that shine
In the deep sky.
But naked is the night
And naked in the night,
Vibrate your worlds
And the worlds of the night.
Your knees shine.
Your navel shines,
Shines all your
Abdominal lyre.
Your exiguous bosoms
– As two small fruits
in the firmness
Of your firm torso
– Your bosom shines)
Ah! Your hard nipples!
Your back!
Your flanks!
Ah, your shoulders!
When naked, your eyes
Become naked also:
Your gaze lingers longer,
Slower, more liquid.
Then, within those eyes,
I float, swim, jump,
Lower in a perpendicular
Diving!
I dive to the depths
Of your being, there where
Your soul smiles at me,
Naked, naked, naked.
(Manuel Bandeira)
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