She was very much undressed,
And great indiscreet trees
Leaned their foliage to the windowpanes
Slyly, very near, very near.
Seated on my big chair,
Half-naked, she clasped her hands.
On the floor quivered with delight
Her little feet so fine, so fine.
— I watched, waxen in hue,
A little truant ray
Flutter like a smile
On her lovely breast, a fly on the rosebush.
— I kissed her slender ankles.
She gave a long, three-times-wicked laugh
That scattered in clear trills,
A crystalline laugh…
The little feet under the chemise
Fled: “Will you stop!”
— The first permitted boldness,
The laugh pretended to punish!
— Poor little things trembling under my lip,
I gently kissed her eyes:
— She threw her dainty head
Back: “Oh that’s even better!…”
“Sir, I have two words to say to you…”
— I threw the rest to her breast
In a kiss, which made her laugh
With a good laugh that was willing…
— She was very much undressed
And great indiscreet trees
Leaned their foliage to the windowpanes
Slyly, very near, very near.
Arthur Rimbaud
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