I have seen you in a dream
running towards me
surprised and pleased
to have found me again,
and I was as happy
though I felt
that I was
persuaded by the deceit
and that the ecstasy
was especially my own.
And in the crystal
of my vision
through the nose
I have meanwhile
kissed you against a yellow wall
holding your perfume in my arms.
I woke up in a sweat
and throughout the day
I was filled with desire
and burning inside,
happy to remain
roasting in that oven.

Translated by Boris Peters