My Lady Conqueror
I see, the poem I wrote to you was a bit timid,
though sweet. “I’ll love you, forever!” is what it says,
and I, the great lover, perceived, “it’s what my heart beats!”
Several times, I had fluttered the many, hanging
around the corner of the house. Conquer them all! So, I did.
The naked ladies, the bluebells, the angels trumpet
and countless others---innocent and blooming,
but withered in few seconds in my eager hands.
Yet, you---O La Belle Rose De Grèce, unlike them have conquered me!
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