I fell off my bicycle

A few days ago

And injured my back

It will repair in time

But for the present

I am confined

To my apartment

In the 16th arrondissement

Fire is my biggest worry

As I find it painful to move

My sister Lou will arrive in a hour

To cook for me and provide company

She will stay the night

Before going to work

Lou is a perfumer and a poet

Whose beauty I greatly admire

Like me she was born in the south

And has raven hair and raven eyes

Lou reminds me of Shakespeare’s Dark Lady

The Lady of the Shadows

And calls me her petit poète

As I am very tall