O Mother of memories, mistress of mistresses, O thou that combines
all my pleasures, all my duties,
remember the beauty of caresses, the sweetness of the hearth and the Magic
nights, Mother of memories, mistress of mistresses?
The evenings lit by the embers and evenings on the balcony
veiled vapor rose. As your breast that was sweet
your heart brother! We often planted
immortal words, the evenings lit by the embers.
How beautiful are the only ones in the warm evenings, as space is
deep, the mighty heart! Bent over you, queen of all the
worship, I thought I breathe the fragrance of your
blood. How beautiful the light is on sultry evenings!
The night thickens like a wall, my eyes guessed
the dark your eyes and drank your breath,
or sweet, my poison, but your foot fell asleep in my hands fraternal
. The night thickens like a wall.
know how to summon up happiest moments: as I saw the
my past, crouched between your knees. Why try
your languid beauty out of your body or your
heart so weak? I know how to summon up happiest moments.
Oaths, perfumes, kisses endlessly chased by a pit
interdict our probes as well as go back to heaven only
, energized, having left in the deep seas
, or oaths, perfumes, kisses without end !
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