That night we both drank the nectar;
The salty-sweet essence of lust
. She matched me measure for measure,
Returning each kiss and each thrust. Her lips the colour of fury,
Her skin, in the manner of old:
White as the billowing towers
Of cloud in the heartland of cold
Sex. . Billy entered the house after a long and boring day at school
That night we both drank the nectar;
The salty-sweet essence of lust
. She matched me measure for measure,
Returning each kiss and each thrust. Her lips the colour of fury,
Her skin, in the manner of old:
White as the billowing towers
Of cloud in the heartland of cold
Sex. . Billy entered the house after a long and boring day at school
That night we both drank the nectar;
The salty-sweet essence of lust
. She matched me measure for measure,
Returning each kiss and each thrust. Her lips the colour of fury,
Her skin, in the manner of old:
White as the billowing towers
Of cloud in the heartland of cold
Sex. . Billy entered the house after a long and boring day at school
Louise Bourgoin Nude - Un heureux événement (2011)