SERPENTINE

In my dreams of love I am a serpent!
I glide and writhe like a stream;
Two capsules of insomnia and hypnosis

Are my eyes; the point of enchantment

Is my tongue… and I beckon like a sob!

I am a vial of the abyss.

My body is a ribbon of delight,
It glides and writhes like a caress…

And in my dreams of hate I am a serpent!
My tongue is a venomous fount;
My head is a diabolic diadem,
A beam of death, in a sidelong glance
Are my pupils; and my body in gem

Is the sheath of a thunderbolt!

If thus I dream my flesh, my mind is this way;

A long body, long, that of a serpent,

Vibrating eternally, voluptuously!