Ses souffle était un parfum
Cela fait des hommes en délire
Son peau translucide - invitant
Un promis du sensualite
Ses cheveux - un piège
Cela empêtré leur passion
Mortel.
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Her breath was a perfume
That made men delirious
Her translucent skin a beacon
Of promised untold heights
Her hair - a snare
That entangled their passion
Deadly.
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Pour les Magpie Tales
Try my French verse while you're at it...
ReplyDeleteMerci pour le bon rire!
DeleteDeadly ... fatal = the end no matter the language?
ReplyDeleteOui! Looks like it!
DeleteIt sounds even more lovely in French! The language of romance. Even though there is death in the end. Fatal just has a better ring to it than deadly. :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks Carrie. Love it that you are visiting my experimental blog. French is very very difficult for me though I have been exposed to it since my days in Canada - decades ago.
ReplyDeleteI just watched Perfume - The Portrait of a Murderer. And it has influenced my poetry here.
ReplyDeleteFrench seems to suit the photo so much better. Though I can hardly speak it, I like the way the words contort the tongue, much like the tangle of men ensnared in her hair.
ReplyDeleteOh I love the way you connect the language to the image, Yvonne. Thank you for your feedback!
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed reading the French out loud. Thanks!
ReplyDeleteOh thank you again, Trellissimo. I am a bit embarrassed of my French but I try very hard at it.
ReplyDeleteOh, yes!
ReplyDeleteSalut, Tumblewords! Merci!
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