Games but marvels

Persiennes you make ribbons

Of crucified beach.

Windowpanes they number rib-bones

In your clear limbs’ reach.

Zebras of sunshine and waves

Zebras tussle on the ceiling

With angular and alga shades

On the ocean-ceiling sailing.

Faux marble fey with umbrage amber

Waves and sunshine

Tattooing the entire chamber

Whence come slumbers mine.

Jean Cocteau