Then the woman with the strawberry mouth,
Squirming like a snake upon the coals,
Kneading her breasts against the iron of her corset,
Let flow these words scented with musk:
— “I have wet lips, and I know the art
Of losing old conscience in the depths of a bed…

Charles Baudelaire, from The Metamorphoses of the Vampire, translation by Geoffrey Wagner (via frenchtwist)
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