By the bayou, he sunbathes
In a cacophony
Of golden flowers and water lilies
He displays his reptilian charm and flashes
A mysterious smile.
From his shoulders, teardrops of the sun shine
Delicate symphony
The starry scales of dreams
Pitiless yellow eyes
Gentle blue dragonfly
My love, crocodile…
Mirage, chimera, onirism
Bewitching fire, swirling ibises
In the muddy sky, my crocodile lovin’ slowly advances
Devours my heart, infernal animal
He swims, he encircles me
Lacerates my tender flesh with indecencies
Claws his caresses
Sinks its gigantic tail and dances
In the sweet, deep pool of the innocent victim
By the bayou, in a bath of blood, the sun sets
I still love him
And desire him more and more
When he plays dead, at rest
I kiss my great emperor
My crocodile lovin’.
– Isabelle Le Roux