Paramour Of Memory

Paramour of memory

by Najite Ukiri

A sweet disorder in the dress

kindles in clothes a wantonness

A lawn about the shoulders

thrown into a fine distraction

An erring lace which here and there

enthralls the crimson stomacher

a cuff neglectful and thereby ribbands to flow

 

Paramour of memory

ultimate mistress,

source of all pleasure, my only desire

how can i forget your ecstatic caresses

the warmth of your breasts by the roaring fire

Paramour of memory

ultimate mistress?

each night illumined by the burning coals

we lay together where the rose-fragrance

clings-how soft your breasts,

how tender your soul!

 

Ah, and we said imperishable things

each night illumined by the burning coals

how beautiful the sunsets

these sultry days deep space so profound

beyond life’s brief flood…..

then, when I kissed you, my queen,

in a daze, I thought I breathed

the bouquet of your blood

as beautiful as sunsets these sultry days

 

Night thickens around us like a wall;

in the deepening darkness our irises meet

I drink your breath, ah! poisonous yet sweet!

as with fraternal hands I massage your feet

while night thickens around us like a wall

I have mastered the sweet but difficult art of happiness

here with my head in your lap

finding pure joy in your body, your heart

because you’re the queen of my present and past

I have mastered love’s sweet but difficult art

 

O vows! O perfumes! O infinite kisses!

Can these be reborn from a gulf we can’t sound

as suns reappear

as if heaven misses their light

when they sink into seas dark, profound?

 

O vows! O perfumes! O infinite kisses!

A winning wave, deserving note,

in the tempestuous petticoat

A careless shoestring in whose tie i see a wild civility

please do more to bewitch me

than when art is too precise in every part

THE END

 

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