I<\/p>\n
Les rois mages vont vers l\u2019\u00e9toile
\nvers la solitaire \u00e9toile
\nqui doit refleurir \u00e0 leur parole franche<\/p>\n
Au cours des ruisselets, comme des robes d\u2019anges
\n\u00e9manent des sourires bienveillants de la lune ;
\nla langueur de la longue robe de la nuit brune
\ns\u2019entr\u2019ouvre pour montrer une ceinture d\u2019anges<\/p>\n
Harpes inconnues, parfums en \u00e9moi, colliers de baisers
\ncomme des pas bruissants au fond sombre de halliers
\nles accompagnent ;
\nsur la mate et rase campagne
\ncomme une aile \u00e9norme vient fr\u00f4ler d\u2019une caresse de baisers.<\/p>\n
L\u2019air est si suave \u00e0 s\u2019\u00e9tendre et mourir,
\nla caravane lente se berce de marche heureuse
\net les rois se rappellent la contr\u00e9e soyeuse
\no\u00f9 dort dans des nu\u00e9es et des poudres d\u2019or et les c\u00e2linantes lyres
\nle grand lys intangible \u00e0 tout mortel
\net seul autel et seul bonheur, tant inaccessible<\/p>\n
Et l\u2019un des rois murmure en la p\u00e2leur lact\u00e9e de la nuit :<\/p>\n
Les parois du tabernacle du soleil agonisant
\np\u00e2lissent quand ses pas caressent la terrasse des palais :
\nles marchands des orients qui rapportent les joies et les arts plaisants
\nquand se baissent ses longs yeux cachent leurs tr\u00e9sors humili\u00e9s ;<\/p>\n
On prodigue au muletier les deniers et les besants
\npour contempler de loin la terrasse o\u00f9 passe son aurore
\net les pythonisses pilent les mandragores
\npour les v\u0153ux inutiles des humains humili\u00e9s ;<\/p>\n
Pour le seul festin de mes faims
\ns\u2019ordonne le spectacle de ses pas et de ses bras
\net s\u2019\u00e9tendent les pourpres sur son visage que jamais n\u2019ent\u00e9n\u00e9bra
\nla crainte d\u2019une lassitude \u00e0 mon \u00e9treinte<\/p>\n
Un autre roi murmure au rythme de sa marche :<\/p>\n
Depuis que son haleine a pass\u00e9 sur ma vie
\nmes instants se parent en rosiers ravis
\ndont j\u2019\u00e9gr\u00e8ne les p\u00e9tales de perp\u00e9tuelles renaissances ;<\/p>\n
Des l\u00e8vres de l\u2019adorante blessure
\nvers le parfum de ses sourires
\nles perles et les baumes \u00e9closent en abondance ;<\/p>\n
Perdu dans l\u2019infini murmure
\nd\u2019une mer de grandes douceurs qui s\u2019\u00e9pandent de toi
\nj\u2019\u00e9prouve les calmes rythmes de tes bonheurs \u00e0 toi
\net dans la grotte satin\u00e9e de ta bouche ma vie se mure<\/p>\n
Et le roi n\u00e8gre \u00e0 mi-voix :<\/p>\n
Mes barques ivoiri\u00e8res et mes arbres aux ombres d\u2019amour et de mort
\nmes g\u00e9antes montagnes de marbre cisel\u00e9
\net mes mers hospitali\u00e8res au soleil quand il d\u00e9telle
\net mes landes infrangibles et mes monstres et mes labours,<\/p>\n
Les esclaves qui lavent les turbans aux sources inconnues des fleuves
\nLes mausol\u00e9es d\u2019anc\u00eatres o\u00f9 stagn\u00e8rent les douleurs de veuves
\nMes gazelles et les parures adamantines des ailes
\nQui fr\u00f4l\u00e8rent mes repos pr\u00e8s d\u2019elles,<\/p>\n
Aux margelles des puits profonds qui s\u2019ignorent en ses jeux inconnus
\nje les oublierai, perdu dans un r\u00eave de bras nus.<\/p>\n
La nuit a des douceurs de brise dans les voiles
\net sur les rois perdus de douceurs inconnues
\nla blondeur de la nuit d\u00e9faille en flots d\u2019\u00e9toiles<\/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":[198],"poems-book":[834],"poemes-theme":[],"poete":[800],"class_list":["post-16232","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-198","poems-book-chansons-damant","poete-gustave-kahn"],"yoast_head":"\n