My body remembers not only how much it was loved,
     Not only the beds on which it lay,
          But also those desires for it 
               That glowed plainly in the eyes,
                    And trembled in the voice.

Now that all of them belong to the past,
     It almost seems as if you had yielded
          To those desires and how they glowed.

Remember, in the eyes gazing at you;
     How they trembled in the voice, for you.

Remember, my body -- remember, my soul.