What do you think of this love poem?

[charlotte]

This is a poem written by the Portuguese poet Eugénio de Andrade.

We've run out of words on the street, my love
and what is left is not enough to keep away the cold of four walls.
We've run out of everything except silence
We've worn out our eyes with the salt of tears
We've worn out our hands
We've worn out the clock and the corners in useless waits.
I put my hands in my pockets and I find nothing.
We used to have so much to give each other as if
everything was mine.
The more I gave you the more I had to give you
Sometimes you said: 'your eyes are green fish'
And I believed it.
I believed it because by your side everything was possible.
That was the time of secrets,
the time when your body was a fish bowl
the time when my eyes were really green fish.
Today they are just my eyes.
Not much, that's true,
eyes like all the others.

We've run out of words.
When I now say 'my love'
absolutely nothing happens
And yet, before the worn out words,
I'm sure all things shivered
when I whispered your name in the silence
of my heart.

We have nothing to give.
Inside you there's nothing begging me for water.
The past is useless
and I've told you: words are worn out.
Goodbye.

 

[RonBee]

I understand the part about "We've run out of words", but why was it a good thing that his eyes were green fish?

 

[charlotte]

Well, I guess it's because he says her body was a fish bowl :wink:

 

[Tdol]

Green for youth? ;-)

 

[charlotte]

He actually has green eyes. It can be just an erotic image, but it can also mean that when you're in love you believe anything your loved one says...

 

[RonBee]

We've run out of words on the street, my love
and what is left is not enough to keep away the cold of four walls.
We've run out of everything except silence
We've worn out our eyes with the salt of tears

Love used to keep us warm. Now, we have run out of words to say to each other. Our love no longer keeps us warm. Sad. And you are a fishbowl.

:wink:

 

[charlotte]

Hey Ron, have you got a problem with fish??

:wink:

 

[RonBee]

I like fish. :wink:

How about:

• You are a fishbowl and I am a fish.

How about:

• You are a cup and I am a saucer.

How about:

• The more I give the more there is to give.
  The more I live the more life there is to live.

Or:

• Our love used to keep us warm at night.
  Now no longer do I live for the sight
  
  Of your face. Now your looks cold
  Make me feel tired and old.

Have you read The Pretender (in this folder)?