Sur tes riches tapis, sur ton divan qui laisse
\nAu milieu des parfums respirer la mollesse,
\nEn ce voluptueux s\u00e9jour,
\nO\u00f9 loin de tous les yeux, loin des bruits de la terre,
\nLes voiles enlac\u00e9s semblent, pour un myst\u00e8re,
\n\u00c9teindre les rayons du jour,<\/p>\n
Ne t\u2019enorgueillis pas, courtisane rieuse,
\nSi, pour toutes tes s\u0153urs ma bouche s\u00e9rieuse
\nTe sourit aussi doucement,
\nSi, pour toi seule ici, moins glac\u00e9e et moins lente,
\nMa main sur ton sein nu s\u2019\u00e9gare, si br\u00fblante
\nQu\u2019on me prendrait pour un amant.<\/p>\n
Ce n\u2019est point que mon c\u0153ur soumis \u00e0 ton empire,
\nAu charme d\u00e9cevant que ton regard inspire
\nIncapable de r\u00e9sister,
\nA cet app\u00e2t trompeur se soit laiss\u00e9 surprendre
\nEt ressente un amour que tu ne peux comprendre,
\nMon pauvre enfant ! ni m\u00e9riter.<\/p>\n
Non : ces rires, ces pleurs, ces baisers, ces morsures,
\nCe cou, ces bras meurtris d\u2019amoureuses blessures,
\nCes transports, cet \u0153il enflamm\u00e9 ;
\nCe n\u2019est point un aveu, ce n\u2019est point un hommage
\nAu moins : c\u2019est que tes traits me rappellent l\u2019image
\nD\u2019une autre femme que j\u2019aimai.<\/p>\n
Elle avait ton parler, elle avait ton sourire,
\nCet air doux et r\u00eaveur qui ne peut se d\u00e9crire.
\nEt semble implorer un soutien ;
\nEt de l\u2019illusion comprends-tu la puissance ?
\nOn dirait que son \u0153il, tout voil\u00e9 d\u2019innocence,
\nLan\u00e7ait des feux comme le tien.<\/p>\n
Allons : regarde-moi de ce regard si tendre,
\nParle-moi, touche-moi, qu\u2019il me semble l\u2019entendre
\nEt la sentir \u00e0 mes c\u00f4t\u00e9s.
\nProlonge mon erreur : que cette voix touchante
\nMe rende des accents si connus et me chante
\nTous les airs qe\u2019elle m\u2019a chant\u00e9s !<\/p>\n
H\u00e2tons-nous, h\u00e2tons-nous ! Insens\u00e9 qui d\u2019un songe
\nQuand le jour a chass\u00e9 le rapide mensonge,
\nEsp\u00e8re encor le ressaisir !
\nQu\u2019\u00e0 mes baisers de feu ta bouche s\u2019abandonne,
\nViens, que chacun de nous trompe l\u2019autre et lui donne
\nToi le bonheur, moi le plaisir !<\/p>\n","protected":false},"parent":0,"template":"","meta":{"inline_featured_image":false,"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"default","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"default","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"set","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}}},"annee":[656],"poems-book":[623],"poemes-theme":[382,338,369],"poete":[649],"class_list":["post-14202","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-656","poems-book-pieces-inedites","poemes-theme-nostalgie","poemes-theme-passion","poemes-theme-sensualite","poete-felix-arvers"],"yoast_head":"\n