if only tonight we could sleep

• icimde robert'in baudelaire den yine fazlasiyla etkilendigi hissini uyandiran sarki..
  
  soyle ki:
  
  the death of lovers
  
  we shall have richly scented beds
  couches deep as graves, and rare
  flowers on the shelves will bloom
  for us beneath a lovelier sky.
  
  emulously spending their last
  warmth, our hearts will be as two
  torches reflecting their double fires
  in the twin mirrors of our minds.
  
  one evening, rose and mystic blue,
  we shall exchange a single glance,
  a long sigh heavy with farewells
  
  and then an angel, unlocking doors,
  will come, loyal and gay, to bring
  the tarnished mirrors back to life.
  
  baudelaire, les fleurs du mal "la mort des amants"
  
  richard howard cevirisi