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Chapter 13 hair

flower of evil 波德莱尔 475Words 2018-03-20
Oh, thick hair rolling down to the neck! Oh curls, oh full of languid aromas! Ecstasy!To darken the bedroom tonight let the memories sleeping in the hair rise, I wave it in the air like a handkerchief. Lazy Asia, hot Africa, A world, far away, gone, almost dead, This fragrant forest dwells in the depths of you! Like other spirits drifting over music, spouse!My spirit is rippling in the fragrance. I'll go yonder, where trees and people are full of energy, They are obsessed for a long time in the scorching sun; Thick braids, please be the crest of the waves that carry me! Ebony sea, you hold blinding dreams,

There are sails, oarsmen, masts, and flags; noisy port where my soul Swallowing aromas, colors, and sounds; Ships sail in gold and glittering silk, spread their huge arms to kiss The glory that vibrates the hot clear sky. I will put my love-intoxicated head, Buried in this sea-within-sea black ocean, My delicate spirit, caressed by the rocking of a boat, Will find you again, O fertile ennui! Endless swings of fragrant idleness! blue hair, the dome of the night You made the sky round and deep for me, Thin on the shore of your hair, I am wildly intoxicated by the mixed scents, They are derived from coconut oil, tartar and musk.

long!forever!Your hair is thick and thick, My hand sows rubies, sapphires and pearls, In order that you will never refuse my desire! Are you an oasis that makes me wander? Make me gulp down the bottle of the wine of memory?
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