Charles Baudelaire. (№ 336978)

I'm breaking up with my sadness
The strange yearning,
And, like a sailboat, sail
To distant countries.
In your eyes a shadow of feelings,
Neither darkness nor light
Only jewelry,
The brilliance of the gem.
You're like a snake, shook mill,
Evil and soulless.
And hovering in the tireless dance,
The wand obedient.
And this kids head
In curls bowed
Only balances awkward
Like a baby elephant.
And the body stretches like a
In the mist ray
Shalanda motionless in the swell of the Bay
Rei drops.
Not the flood increases
And the ice shifts, -
The teeth a white Shine,
Saliva escapes.
A drink in the tart pins
I gulp drink
Which stars ecstasy
In the mist of sleep!