"I would like, for my entire life, to be within the walls of a prison, where only you and I would be, where we are united so thoroughly and you are hidden in my arms so well, that not one eye would suspect you were there. I would like to be the fruit that you eat, the fragrance that gives you pleasure, the sleep that enters under your eyelids, the love that enlivens your body." ...
The wind intermingled their hair.
—Pierre Louÿs, Aphrodite, chapter 6. Translated by Mary Hanson Harrison.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Comment here.