I see you before …

I see you before me my lovely landscape
and never tire of looking at you,
stretched out on your back in the sand,

my dear, I love you.
My devouring rising sun.

You are always on me, mother of sparkling
perfumes pungent with star jasmines.
I love you more than the taste of your mouth,
more than your look, more than your hands,
more than your whole body, more and more

and more and more than all my love for you

will ever be able to love and I sign Picasso.

— Pablo Picasso

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