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Poems of Charles Baudelaire/The Balcony

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Charles Baudelaire3935554Poems of Charles Baudelaire — The Balcony1906Frank Pearce Sturm

The Balcony.

Mother of memories, mistress of mistresses,
   O thou, my pleasure, thou, all my desire,
Thou shalt recall the beauty of caresses,
   The charm of evenings by the gentle fire,
Mother of memories, mistress of mistresses!

The eves illumined by the burning coal,
   The balcony where veiled rose-vapour clings—
How soft your breast was then, how sweet your soul!
   Ah, and we said imperishable things,
Those eves illumined by the burning coal.

Lovely the suns were in those twilights warm,
   And space profound, and strong life’s pulsing flood,
In bending o’er you, queen of every charm,
   I thought I breathed the perfume in your blood.
The suns were beauteous in those twilights warm.

The film of night flowed round and over us,
   And my eyes in the dark did your eyes meet;
I drank your breath, ah! sweet and poisonous,
   And in my hands fraternal slept your feet—
Night, like a film, flowed round and over us.