The Ninth Secret Poem

I worship your fleece which is the perfect triangle
        Of the Goddess
I am the lumberjack of the only virgin forest
        O my Eldorado
I am the only fish in your voluptuous ocean
        You my lovely Siren
I am the climber on your snowy mountains
        O my whitest Alp
I am the heavenly archer at your beautiful mouth
        O my darling quiver
I am the hauler of your midnight hair
        O lovely ship on the canal of my kisses
And the lilies of your arms are beckoning me
        O my summer garden
The fruits of your breast are ripening their honey for me
        O my sweet-smelling orchard
And I am raising you O Madeleine O my beauty above the earth
        Like the torch of all light