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Charles Baudelaire

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  • lonesomeghosthas quoted3 years ago
    When you perform this solemn rite
    You echo and reflect my love.
    Gathering while it may
    The moonlit hours
    Into a playful spray,
    The fountain flowers,
    Only to fall away,
    As playing sours.
  • lonesomeghosthas quoted3 years ago
    Of a Heaven to call your own, read on –
    Learn how to love, and be, a ne’er-do-well.
    Have pity on my soul. Or go to Hell.
  • lonesomeghosthas quoted3 years ago
    I am a graveyard, hated by the moon,
    Where worms, with dust I loved, hold intercourse,
    Distending endlessly like my remorse;
    An old boudoir where fashions from the past,
    Perfumed by withered roses, gather must;
  • lonesomeghosthas quoted3 years ago
    Provocative, alive,
    Intensifies the stage-set solitude
    Of a sinister love,
    A saturnalia, a feast of shame,
    A scene that titillates
    The host of wicked cupidons aswarm
    Behind the curtain pleats.
    But judging from the subtle curvature,
    The writhing elegance
    Of hip and thigh – as if a serpent were
    Aroused and made to dance
  • lonesomeghosthas quoted3 years ago
    mid the luxuries, the plush divans,
    Crystal and bibelots,
    Statues and tapestries and perfumed gowns
    Fallen in lavish folds
    In the dark room, a motionless hothouse
    Whose leaden atmosphere
    Has fetid flowers trapped in their cut glass
    Coffins gasping for air
  • lonesomeghosthas quoted3 years ago
    Prince of Darkness, hear me when I call!
    Who teach the weak in spirit not to shun
    Compassion from the barrel of a gun,
    OSatan, lift my spirits once again!
  • lonesomeghosthas quoted3 years ago
    Release me, Satan, from this misery!
    Whose massive hand conceals the precipice
  • lonesomeghosthas quoted3 years ago
    The truth is, I’m afraid your coquetry
    Will drive away the hearts you hope to win:
    The human heart can’t take much mockery
  • lonesomeghosthas quoted3 years ago
    Come massive hearses for my dreams;
    Your sky’s in mourning, so it seems,
    Enshrining pride inside its shroud;
    Your fiery colours seem to come
    From Hell, to make my heart at home.
  • lonesomeghosthas quoted3 years ago
    And like the sun in its antarctic hell,
    My heart will be a lump of bloody ice.
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