I have dreamed of you so much by Robert Desnos
- •I have dreamed of you so much that you are no longer real.
- •there still time for me to reach your breathing body, to kiss your mouth and make your dear voice come alive again?
- •I have dreamed of you so much that my arms, grown used to being crossed on my chest as I hugged your shadow, would perhaps not bend to the shape of your body.
- •For faced with the real form of what has haunted me and governed me for so many days and years, I would surely become a shadow.
- •I have dreamed of you so much that surely there is no more time for me to wake up.
- •I sleep on my feet prey to all the forms of life and love, and you, the only one who counts for me today, I can no more touch your face and lips than touch the lips and face of some passerby.
- •I have dreamed of you so much, have walked so much, talked so much, slept so much with your phantom, that perhaps the only thing left for me is to become a phantom among phantoms, a shadow a hundred times more shadow than the shadow the moves and goes on moving, brightly, over the sundial of your life.