Sonnet (Summer Wind), Poem by Charles Cros

Poem by Charles Cros Collection The Collar of ClawsPeriod 19th century

To Ulysse Rocq, painter

Summer wind, you make women more beautiful
In light bodices, which their rebellious breasts
Swell. Summer wind, wind of flowers, sweet dream,
Caress a fabric that a lovely breast lifts.

In the woods, the fields, corollas, umbels
Surround the woman; above, the quarrels
Of birds, whose romance is too brief,
Fall in the warm air. A moment of truce.

And the pink hawthorn has vague scents,
The May rose falls from its stem,
Everything quivers in the air, song of a sweet vertigo.

Take off your dress and put on rings;
And show your breasts, eternal prodigy.
Let us kiss, before my blood congeals.

Charles Cros

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