Dessert Oasis

Bestowed the welcoming fruit of ecstasy
Mes pas marchant les dunes d’Oasis imprécis

Dessinée sur fond d’une lumineuse glace
Champagne joyfully sparkling on ice

Drawn be thee to this glancing dream
Chaque pas me coute et m’infirme

Mon impuissante et subjuguée immobilité
Sees the whispering death of day

I feel the irresistible transe of possession
M’envahir comme une céleste oraison

Cheveux de feu, embrasant mon sang
Elegantly disclosing its sultry fragrant

Jewel of the neck Nil’s hypnotizing faith
Jamais n’étanchera cette licencieuse faim

Les pas indignes soumis à la grâce curviligne
Bowing to the silver becoming

Our delightful dancing hence saith

Jamais l’exaltation ne sombrera désuète 

Inspiration : © Gabriella Laurence
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Fruit of an Angel

When I see your lips, the gentle breeze over a delicate fruit
My body shivers with all sense acute
Bodies tied, heart twined, soul merged

Whence I hear the sultry chant, beating our rythmes
Oscillating in bliss under celestial rimes
Window without curtain, bathing nite light

While a touch of our heart, a glimpse of morning taste
No cover, no cold, drenched without haste
Blessing rays, ties that bound, slumbering

Will I see the day where the rising of the flower
Grabs my thirst and absorbs my desires?
Never shall I feel your wet passion

©Gabriella Laurence

Inspiration : Gabriella Laurence pictorial

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Private maid

Moving amongst dust and lust
A hand on your bust
A bosom getting thrust
May we vacuum the crust
That left us without trust
You shall see the dance
Of the cleaned stance
And a single glance
Would have you clinched



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Hush

I miss you so much
My life has no meaning
My head unresting
These memories and such
I miss seeing you blush
My eyes closed unsleeping
My days dreaming
These memories dont flush
I miss that first crush
My heart slowly reviving
My road a sense finding
These memories so lush
I miss …
I’ve missed …
I’ll miss …
In a swollen rush
Away life is sliping
Away you are flowering
Apart forever … hush
Hush …

Vaudelaire 
Poète des pauvres et pôvre pouète


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