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Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Antique



Antique
Arthur Rimbaud, 1854 - 1891

Graceful son of Pan! Around your forehead crowned 
with small flowers and berries, your eyes, precious 
spheres, are moving. Spotted with brownish wine lees, 
your cheeks grow hollow. Your fangs are gleaming. 
Your chest is like a lyre, jingling sounds circulate between your 
blond arms. Your heart beats in that belly where the double 
sex sleeps. Walk at night, gently moving that thigh, 
that second thigh and that left leg.
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4 comments:

  1. silvereagleJune 10, 2014 at 8:14 AM

    Come to me at any time and lift :-)

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  2. Michael DoddJune 10, 2014 at 10:50 AM

    I have to say this photo fit perfectly into an exchange I have been having with one of my apartment-mates from college. Thanks!

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  3. AnonymousJune 10, 2014 at 8:12 PM

    Wow. Beautiful.

    Peace <3
    Jay

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  4. victorJune 16, 2014 at 8:53 AM

    thank you for Rimbaud and that
    lovely boy

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