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erotic poem

du soleil ni des étoiles
le merriment sans fin et idiot des étoiles
j'ai moulé le monde
ma mère m'a enseigné que chaque nuit
un dieu
un orage monte sur la marée
nous cassons le verre dont le vin sacré
à l'amoureux passionné
avant le saint en bronze solennel
un regard est mais un rayon
soyez dans moi comme modes éternels
quand je vais de nouveau à la terre
je ne puis pas toujours sentir son greatness

 



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