By Gustave Flaubert
Gustave Flaubert, famous French writer, to his wife Louise Colet.

I will cover you with love when next I see you, with caresses,
with ecstasy.
I want to gorge you with all the joys of the flesh,
so that you faint and die.
I want you to be amazed by me, and to confess to yourself
that you had never
even dreamed of such transports... When you are old,
I want you to recall
those few hours, I want your dry bones to quiver with joy
when you think of them.