To you, seductive woman-child,
Most feminine of poets,
To you, impertinent seagull,
Ambassadress to so many heart-refugees,
To you, gypsy ear, temptation-tousled hair,
To you, thief of hearts, virtuoso of desires,
To you, heart’s-ache, heart’s-ease,
Your words are your flesh are your soul,
Love letters, sand-stars.
 
Ah, voilá!  C’est ton portrait:
You resolve the sad joy of the universe.