Exotic Scent
On a warm Autumn evening, if I shut both eyes
And breathe the smell of heat
From your warm shoulders,
I see unfolding a long happy coast
That endless sun has burnt into a daze;
An island of sloth, where nature grows
The strangest trees, and fruits of delicate taste;
Where men are lean and strong,
And women rest their eyes
On one with startling openness.
Following your smell toward this charming zone,
I see a harbour full of masts and sails
Still shaken from the ocean waves and winds,
And then the scent of verdant tamarinds
Comes wafting to my heart
And swells my nostrils,
Mixed with the shanties of the deep sea men.
~Charles Baudelaire~
1821 - 1867
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