Robert Desnos

(1900 - 1945 / Paris)

I Have Dreamed Of You So Much - Poem by Robert Desnos

I have dreamed of you so much that you are no longer real.
Is 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.

O scales of feeling.

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.


Comments about I Have Dreamed Of You So Much by Robert Desnos

  • Amy Aulisi Amy Aulisi (7/21/2016 5:07:00 PM)

    I feel the love so deep. Thanks for sharing! (Report) Reply

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  • Souren Mondal Souren Mondal (2/1/2016 2:11:00 AM)

    It maybe worth it to look at the original French version of this beautiful poem -


    'J'ai tant rêvé de toi que tu perds ta réalité.
    Est-il encore temps d'atteindre ce corps vivant
    Et de baiser sur cette bouche la naissance
    De la voix qui m'est chère?
    J'ai tant rêvé de toi que mes bras habitués
    En étreignant ton ombre
    A se croiser sur ma poitrine ne se plieraient pas
    Au contour de ton corps, peut-être.
    Et que, devant l'apparence réelle de ce qui me hante
    Et me gouverne depuis des jours et des années,
    Je deviendrais une ombre sans doute.
    O balances sentimentales.
    J'ai tant rêvé de toi qu'il n'est plus temps
    Sans doute que je m'éveille.
    Je dors debout, le corps exposé
    A toutes les apparences de la vie
    Et de l'amour et toi, la seule
    qui compte aujourd'hui pour moi,
    Je pourrais moins toucher ton front
    Et tes lèvres que les premières lèvres
    et le premier front venu.
    J'ai tant rêvé de toi, tant marché, parlé,
    Couché avec ton fantôme
    Qu'il ne me reste plus peut-être,
    Et pourtant, qu'a être fantôme
    Parmi les fantômes et plus ombre
    Cent fois que l'ombre qui se promène
    Et se promènera allègrement
    Sur le cadran solaire de ta vie.' (Report) Reply

  • * Sunprincess * (8/18/2015 11:10:00 PM)

    ....I love the metaphor of being a shadow, very nice ★ (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis Edward Kofi Louis (8/18/2015 5:04:00 PM)

    = scales of feeling! With the muse of deep love in your heart. Nice work. (Report) Reply

  • Savita Tyagi (8/18/2015 12:00:00 PM)

    Here is an emotion not felt by many. Rare it may be but didn't escape poet's keen eyes. He brought it out here beautifully. (Report) Reply

  • John Richter (8/18/2015 10:03:00 AM)

    Hi Kim, I agree a little bit, but also think that we all dream of finding that special someone.... And sometimes it comes as just an ideal, not necessarily a physical woman. There's something inside us that drives us to search for that special person, that better half, that soul mate. And I believe in soul mates. Unfortunately there's some poor woman out there who is mine..... Boy did she ever get the short straw.... I don't know who she is yet, but she is such a large part of my desires in life - so deeply, that she does reach into my dreams as well. I get Mr. Desnos Poem completely... (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh Rahalkab (8/18/2015 9:14:00 AM)

    Want a definition of obsession? Here is a great example. (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh T A Ramesh T A (8/18/2015 8:12:00 AM)

    Dreaming and living in illusion makes one to be real so forever! (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh T A Ramesh T A (8/18/2015 7:20:00 AM)

    Dreaming and living illusion its makes the hero to be living real is fantastic to read in this poem! (Report) Reply

  • A Waltz For Zizi A Waltz For Zizi (12/18/2013 10:13:00 AM)

    Robert Desnos is an inspiration to me, because I love surrealist love poetry. (Report) Reply

  • Luce Darwin Luce Darwin (4/22/2013 3:44:00 PM)

    One of my favorite poems ever, and it makes perfect sense to those who can understand. (Report) Reply

  • Ronn Michael Salinas Ronn Michael Salinas (12/15/2012 3:29:00 PM)

    Hahaha wow it doesn't make sense. (Report) Reply

  • Beach Leanbh (5/4/2010 9:21:00 AM)

    Wow. Just stumbled upon this. Absolutely incredible (Report) Reply

  • G.S De Burca (8/24/2008 9:47:00 PM)

    a magical poem by a (still) underestimated poet who deepened, & transcended his surrealist influences. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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