I am at his mercy like a glowing prey.

Therefore, when I return, though wearied and

heavy, to the repose of your love, with the fires

of my vast and supreme idea, it seems to me--oh!

but for a moment--that I am bringing to you in

my panting heart the heart-beat of the universe

itself.

The Love Poems (From Les Heures claires, Les Heures d'après-midi, Les Heures du Soir) · 第 54 / 90 题