in furs
in an arm-chair
in red flames
in spite
in a huge fur
in succession
in spite of all
in love
in love
in general
in you
in bacchantic madness
in penetential robes
in your world
in your serene sunlit world
in our foggy one
in love
in order to be
in that world
in the end
in accordance
in addition
in your clothes
in
in any way
in the chimney
in which I sat
in the old walls
in the robust, full-bodied manner
in her dark furs
in the sharply outlined
in furs
in my dream
in your life
in the Dresden Gallery
in furs
in which she tests
in the Rococo period
in which
in this abstract North
in this icy Christian world
in black silk
in women
in your harem
in your dream
in front of me
in the chimney
in the old walls
in this way
in
in lying to yourself
in poetry
in music
in life
in hand
in my window
in which I live
in a sort of park
in the first story
in love
in Manon l'Escaul
in the tiny wilderness
in love
in superlatives
in the soft moonlight
in photographs
in furs
in your despotic furs
in his paralipomena
in disguise
in hand
in comparison
in my honey-suckle arbor
in the Book of Judith
in size
in her name
in one of them
in the hands
in the distance
in the pale-blue glamour
in amazement
in a short monologue
in a moment
in my honey-suckle arbor
in the twigs and blades
in her light white morning gown
in one of your books
in addition
in a way
in the full light of day
in my life
in
in it
in love
in us
in their somnambulistic search
in this changeable human existence
in spite
in a monologue
in the single word
in his arms
in his wheel chair
in furs
in it
in a net
in all her undraped beauty
in furs
in the least
in love
in my honey-suckle arbor
in her little sitting room
in the case
in fact
in her eyes
in melancholy fashion
in the fireplace
in wintery comfort
in furs
in the evening
in my diary
in me
in the air
in the sunlight
in my hand
in my arbor
in making tea
in the corner
in love
in the friendliest fashion
in particular
in my innermost soul
in the fulness of exultation
in her magnificent selfishness
in my power
in such a relation
in my case
in being such
in
in them
in a pale-blue cold light
in a dream
in the meantime
in loud laughter
in her fur-lined kazabaika
in spite
in her fur-jacket
in my imagination
in the capital
in it
in a wild confusion
in a jumble
in my imagination
in
in all her smiling beauty
in a friendly, even cordial manner
in a turmoil
in her
in love
in which
in me
in those days
in love
in the roles
in the end
in furs
in former times
in the body
in furs
in the imagination
in prisons
in pitch
in woman
in sex
in fact
in woman and her beauty
in contrast
in the skins
in a forest
in the wolf's skin
in which
in furs
in robes
in you
in her wantonness
in her lap
in the yard
in the park
in the meantime
in spite
in miniature
in agitation
in you
in my power
in Russia
in good spirits
in my power
in glowing colors
in order to see
in love
in the center of the room
in a gown
in all seriousness
in seeing you tremble
in hearing your groans
in my being
in my memory
in the realization
in the remotest way
in friendly fashion
in a year
in the gloaming
in the red flood
in the red and white satin
in the swelling ermine
in love
in her lap
in a delirium
in her hands
in life
in every direction
in the capital
in a moment
in the rarest cases
in Lemberg
in cold blood
in woman's nature
in spite
in her arms
in addition
in the unfaithfulness
in both hands
in the distance
in all seriousness
in your hands
in a fever
in furs
in the contract
in our contract
in her eyes
in my power
in
in your power
in the extreme agony
in her hands
in this doubt
in red satin
in his full gleaming
in furs
in her arm-chair
in me
in execution
in fact
in her eyes
in my heart
in
in which
in my arms
in his carriage
in your hands
in my innermost soul
in the morning
in which
in the future
in order
in
in my confusion
in fact
in the evening
in the large green stove
in order
in her ermine-lined jacket
in the arm-chair
in a dream
in the morning
in a comfortable light carriage
in very good humor
in a tone
in my compartment
in bear-skins
in her comfortable furs
in Vienna
in the affair
in thine
in regal comfort
in her furs
in the carriage
in it
in a few minutes
in the unheated room
in her bed-room
in bad French
in the Austrian army
in German
in thirty-six hours
in which
in a négligée
in which
in the large mirrors
in furs
in arrears
in this
in a period
in your Cracovian costume
in your wretched room
in it
in furs
in Titian's picture
in my enthusiasm
in my ears
in it
in the face
in her large heavy furs
in my flesh
in unheated rooms
in which
in vain
in a sleigh
in her arms
in despair
in surprise
in the morning
in the hotel
in her cloth-gown
in my Cracovian costume
in which
in love
in peace
in particular
in the city
in such
in Florence
in soft lines
in which
in the South
in the Italian fashion
in front of the door
in her green sleeping furs
in front of the door
in red damask
in an entoxicating dishabille
in furs
in an ocean
in passionate tenderness
in readiness
in surprise
in your power
in love
in my power
in which
in that way
in short
in her furs
in your own handwriting
in the case
in which
in my own internal struggle
in a dark fur-cloak
in its mocking coquetery
in thought
in bold letters
in the desk
in a sweet drunkenness
in answer
in red satin
in her hand
in the case
in front of me
in her right hand
in dead earnest
in your insane infatuation
in all seriousness
in rapid succession
in the face
in one's power
in me
in spite
in the meantime
in the garden
in the garden
in my hands
in the magnificent furs
in the Cascine
in the face
in her black velvet dress
in front of the theater
in alighting
in the vestibule
in the entrance-hall
in a violent attack
in a moment
in wrapping
in the gallery
in the face
in the room
in treading underfoot
in Florence
in the end
in the chest
in
in my arms
in the center of the room
in her white satin dress
in an uncanny way
in her arms
in furs
in the best
in my place
in a rage
in the face
in her sables
in her lap
in front of my eyes
in her eyes
in us
in the Cascine
in a kiss
in the bushes
in his long, blond curls
in French
in furs
in the red snares
in the green level
in the loggia
in adoration
in it
in my hand
in my breast
in tormenting
in a glow
in the Tribuna
in the gallery
in her green velvet furs
in my arms
in
in the Tribuna
in her unveiled beauty
in which
in her large velvet cloak
in its golden frame
in her villa
in her net
in his studio
in the window
in nothing
in her hand
in her green eyes
in front of the canvass
in furs
in this modern world
in a large heavy fur
in the lap of her lover
in furs
in the process
in such good humor
in confusion
in sober earnest
in furs
in front of him
in the adjoining room
in the same way
in tears
in Germany
in the manner of queens
in place
in groups
in the Belvedere
in marble
in disguise
in view
in the Cascine
in a mad whirl
in her hands
in a wild tangle
in Paris
in Candia
in all
in Florence
in Europe
in the lobby
in her box
in blue moire
in her being
in a daze
in the ante-room
in contrast
in the ante-room
in a fever
in his arms
in my hands
in woman's dress
in blood
in a rosy mist
in the pale-blue sky
in her room
in the blue sky
in the door
in prayer
in the corridor
in the middle of the night
in the world
in my agony
in the works of poets
in the pillows
in furs
in her pillows
in my belt
in the face
in my heart
in review
in the flower of youth
in a vision
in the sunlight
in the power
in the gallery
in the light of the sun
in the Arno
in the Cascine
in a gown of dark silk
in an eager discussion
in all directions
in thought
in my agitation
in your letter
in feeling
in me
in torturing
in it
in seeing
in agitation
in the Arno
in my arms
in the morning
in the gallery
in the distance
in the fire-place
in blood
in her arms
in her lap
in love
in love
in a stout rope
in front of me
in which
in his torment
in the iron ox
in my power
in intelligence
in your eyes
in furs
in the situation
in his riding boots
in the sense
in their power
in exactly
in hand
in the end
in
in her fur-jacket
in impotent rage
in the meantime
in Florence
in my own person
in a duel
in you
in memory
in furs
in her velvet jacket
in her hand
in education

05/01/2012

Author's Note: Venus in Furs

Posted on 05/01/2012
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