Hardly do I know you by sight You return at some hour of the night To a house at an angle to my window A wholly imaginary house It is there that from one second to the next In the inviolate darkness I anticipate once more the fascinating rift occurr
tags: andre breton, poet of the day, poem, love poem, poetry, surrealist poetry, surrealism, man ray
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