Among the perfumed atmosphere of the little rooms
where the ladies provoke a subinitial thought with their own scent,
we changed smiles and glances and ohos and hums!
and here is the little way of love in which I went.
Let's follow, you thought, this magic understanding,
that nobody can get and nobody can see,
and there I followed obediently your silent commanding
like a little ship adoring its pilot in the sea.
Later, "Don't ask me proves, my dear, of this secret loving,
because it must grow up in silence, in this mood",
and then I have forsaken all the ways of proving
and I inclined my little head, and muttered: "Good!"
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