Leonard Cohen — When I Uncovered Your Body

When I uncovered your body I thought shadows fell deceptively, urging memories of perfect rhyme. I thought I could bestow beauty like a benediction and that your half-dark flesh would answer to the prayer. I thought I understood your face because I had seen it painted twice or a hundred times, or kissed it when it was carved in stone. With only a breath, a vague turning, you uncovered shadows more deftly than I had flesh, and the real and violent proportions of your body made obsolete old treaties of excellence, measures and poems, and clamoured with a single challenge of personal beauty, which cannot be interpreted or praised: it must be met.