In you ...

You
little rose,
rose-let,
at times,
tiny and naked,
it seems
as though you would fit
in one of my hands,
as through I'll clasp you like this
and carry you to my mouth,
but 
suddenly
my feet
touch your feet
and my mouth your lips:
you have grown,
your shoulders rise like two hills,
your breasts wander over my ...
my arm scarcely manages to encircle 
the thin new-moon line of your...
in love you have loosened yourself like 
sea water:
I can scarcely measure the sky's
most spacious eyes and I learn down
to your mouth to kiss the earth...
And...
As you know
I have named you the queen.
There are taller ones than you,
taller...
There are purer ones than you,
purer...
There are lovelier than you,
lovelier...