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In furnished rooms on Rue d'Orsay

Sun glints on our brass bed,

Where spread, unclothed and hungry

I stroke your raven head.


Come afternoon we skirt the Seine,

Press hands in dark cafés,

Grow fat on cake and fragrant tea

Carried from far Cathay. 


Each night the city gathers speed

Beneath a map of stars,

As we tangle limbs like dancers

From paintings by Degas.

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