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DreamEvil
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since 1999-06-22
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0 posted 1999-09-14 04:18 AM


Je suis tenu dans la poignée de sa petite mort.
Un tel ecstasy est le bruit d'une voix.
Le tressaillement qu'elle me donne vole loin mon souffle.
Il humilie pour savoir que je suis son choix.

Un tel ecstasy est le bruit d'une voix.
Aucune musique n'a pu remuer mon moitié d'âme autant.
Il humilie pour savoir que je suis son choix.
Ma âme froide brûle pour son contact passionné.

Aucune musique n'a pu remuer mon moitié d'âme autant.
Elle est l'objet de mon concupiscence.
Ma âme froide brûle pour son contact passionné.
J'aspire à son munificence vigoureux.

Elle est l'objet de mon concupiscence.
Un visage féerique cache le désir légèrement voilé.
J'aspire à son munificence vigoureux.
La convoitise précipite mes veines comme le feu liquide.

Un visage féerique cache le désir légèrement voilé.
Elle berce mon esprit près de son sein.
La convoitise précipite mes veines comme le feu liquide.
Par passion ravie j'ai été béni.

Elle berce mon esprit près de son sein.
Le tressaillement qu'elle me donne vole loin mon souffle.
Par passion ravie j'ai été béni.
Je suis tenu dans la poignée de sa petite mort.


Translation

I'm held in the grip of her little death.
Such ecstasy is the sound of one voice.
The thrill she gives me steals away my breath.
It's humbling to know that I am her choice.

Such ecstasy is the sound of one voice.
No music could stir my soul half as much.
It's humbling to know that I am her choice.
My cold soul burns for her hot-blooded touch.

No music could stir my soul half as much.
She is the object of my concupiscence.
My cold soul burns for her hot-blooded touch.
I yearn for her lusty munificence.

She is the object of my concupiscence.
An elfin face hides thinly veiled desire.
I yearn for her lusty munificence.
Lust rushes my veins like liquid fire.

An elfin face hides thinly veiled desire.
She cradles my spirit close to her breast.
Lust rushes my veins like liquid fire.
By rapturous passion I have been blessed.

She cradles my spirit close to her breast.
The thrill she gives me steals away my breath.
By rapturous passion I have been blessed.
I'm held in the grip of her little death.


©1999 DreamEvil



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Pain is life, life is short, I will endure.
DreamEvil©



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~one voice~
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since 1999-07-08
Posts 664
Billings, MT USA
1 posted 1999-09-14 04:22 AM


Dream, this is so wonderful!!! It truly melts my soul!!! I don't know even know what to say that I haven't already said to you... My heart is humbled. That's the truth. And that's just for the sentiment! As for the "message," I'll let you know what I think later... For now, I have to say that it's getting warm in here... Anyone got a fan?

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~onevoice~

"Odi et amo. Quare id faciam, fortasse requiris. Nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior."



[This message has been edited by ~one voice~ (edited 09-14-99).]

Seymour Tabin
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since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720
Tamarac Fla
2 posted 1999-09-14 08:54 AM


DreamEvil,
The poem is magnificent, as an outsider that's all I can say.

JennyLee
Senior Member
since 1999-09-01
Posts 1461
Northwestern, NJ.
3 posted 1999-09-14 09:44 AM


Once again...what can I say...this one
is like a song that lust sings to ones
deeper longings. Thanks...Whew....!!

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Helewes

WhtDove
Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245
Illinois
4 posted 1999-09-14 10:37 AM


Well written Dream! Very passionate piece.
Christopher
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since 1999-08-02
Posts 8296
Purgatorial Incarceration
5 posted 1999-09-14 04:27 PM


Je suis tenu dans la poignée de Dream Evil...
(thought I'd steal your French...don't remember anything but cuss words from high school!)

Well done friend!

Lucie
Senior Member
since 1999-06-20
Posts 1077
Houston
6 posted 1999-09-14 05:08 PM


This was truly a wonderful piece of work. Well done my friend!
Balladeer
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since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505
Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA
7 posted 1999-09-14 07:43 PM


A worthy tribute indeed.....
DreamEvil
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since 1999-06-22
Posts 2396

8 posted 1999-09-17 05:57 PM


Sorry to deluge Open with these verses but I feel the need to right now.
JTF
Member
since 1999-08-09
Posts 319
France
9 posted 1999-09-17 06:14 PM


Dream, I love your poem ... it's superb ...

Now, regarding the French version ... how, should I put ? ... err ... well, the English version is beautiful

Isis
Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296
Sunny Queensland
10 posted 1999-09-17 07:06 PM


A wonderful tribute for a wonderful lady.
Beautifully done.

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Words that enlighten the soul are more precious than jewels.
~Isis~



Paul Allen Lupien
Member
since 1999-09-09
Posts 114
Ferndale,Mi.USA
11 posted 1999-09-17 07:24 PM


Whew! Now I need a cigarette.

PAL

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