MM N 645. Literary sketch

Literary sketch. “Your countenance contains”.

MM N 645, p. 1

    Your countenance contains the entire
world’s tenderness – your eyes dark
like the green-blue sea – draw me
to you – your mouth has
an achingly tender smile –
as though you would ask me to
forgive you for something –

    your lips are sensual – are
like two blood-red
worms –

    There is solemnity in your countenance
there under the glass lantern –
[From] your clear brow
the hair is smoothed back –

    Your profile is  … 

MM N 645, p. 2

the profile of a Madonna – your
lips glide apart as if
in pain –

    I ask apprehensively whether you
are sad – but you simply whisper
I love you –