« In the divine shamelessness of youth,
In the pagan ecstasy that conquers fate,
In a vibrant trembling of impatience,
I offer you my body, promised to death!

This shadow between lie and truth…
This cloud carried by a north wind…
My body! I carry within it such potent wine:
My kisses of darkness and voluptuousness!

I hold red dahlias on my breast…
Like the fingers of the sun when I embrace you, Plunged into your heart like lances!

And the delicate arabesques of my body
Envelop you in Dantean circles
Feline, in sensual dances. » (Florbela Espanca)