Muallim : My star

I drove, I rushed

to the house

let me tear the world

 off from you

your cool whiteness

let me take a fistful of it

and adhere like silver

onto the moon

let your fervid gasping

bud

let me slip in sweat

on your depth

I scratched it off from you

then

with ten of my fingernails like the amalgam

from a mirror

I bellowed: I love you

and you called me

my star...

Lucien Clergue : Nu de la mer