Here you will find the Poem Music of poet Charles Baudelaire
Music, like an ocean, often carries me away! Through the ether far, or under a canopy of mist, I set sail for my pale star. Breasting the waves, my lungs swollen like a ship?s canvas, night veils from me the long rollers, I ride their backs: I sense all a suffering vessel?s passions vibrating within me: while fair winds or the storm?s convulsions on the immense deep cradle me. Or else flat calm, vast mirror there of my despair!
