Black Venus III by DarkChildRed on DeviantArt (original) (raw)

It is an edited version based on my Black Venus drawing, and Charles Baudelaire's poems.

_The Cat

Come, my fine cat, against my loving heart; Sheathe your sharp claws, and settle. And let my eyes into your pupils dart Where agate sparks with metal.

Now while my fingertips caress at leisure Your head and wiry curves, And that my hand's elated with the pleasure Of your electric nerves,

I think about my woman — how her glances Like yours, dear beast, deep-down And cold, can cut and wound one as with lances;

Then, too, she has that vagrant And subtle air of danger that makes fragrant Her body, lithe and brown.

— Roy Campbell, Poems of Baudelaire (New York: Pantheon Books, 1952)

(Link: fleursdumal.org/poem/132)

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