Category Archives: Baudelaire Charles

The Fountain by Charles Baudelaire

My dear, your eyes are weary; Rest them a little while. Assume the languid posture Of pleasure mixed with guile. Outside the talkative fountain Continues night and day Repeating my warm passion In whatever it has to say. The sheer … Continue reading

Posted in Baudelaire Charles | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 1 Comment