L'esclave Endormi

Pale, enchanting beauty,
Boy sprawled on my bed,
Shrouded in perversion,
An innocent breath on the mouth.
Reclining in the lace,
Your body unconscious,
Torn apart by desire,
The sleeping slave.
Drenched in perfumes and wine,
Wrapped in garlands of flowers,
Offered to the cool morning breeze,
Filled with nerves and languor.
Reclining in the lace,
Your body unconscious,
Torn apart by desire,
The sleeping slave.
Drifting on the breath of Aeolus,
Lying in a submissive storm,
Letting the wing of the blue dawn brush,
Your side tinged by a delicate shiver.
Reclining in the lace,
Your body unconscious,
Torn apart by desire,
The sleeping slave.