Litanies Of The Rose

Rose with dark eyes, 
mirror of your nothingness, 
rose with dark eyes, 
make us believe in the mystery, 
hypocrite flower,
flower of silence.

Rose the colour of pure gold, 
oh safe deposit of the ideal, 
rose the colour of pure gold, 
give us the key of your womb, 
hypocrite flower, 
flower of silence.

Rose the colour of silver, 
censer of our dreams, 
rose the colour of silver, 
take our heart and turn it into smoke, 
hypocrite flower, 
flower of silence.

By Remy de Gourmont

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