Tonight, we mask ourselves
in the glamour of gossip and cocktailsI turn from chat to chat
in a gown of gold lame,
a slender key that locks in
more illusion than others.
The only truth is
this --
I am wearing Channel. A perfume
I love for its fragrance
but even more – for the reason
Gabrielle named it, Number five.
At five in the morning, a sudden
sweetness
of flowers and rainawakened her, mystified her –until
she became aware of her lover’s presence, unexpected.
He had arrived early from the coast
and stood against the glass doorslooking worn but beautiful
Like his leather bag, his linen shirt was creased,
stamped with a restless night of sleep
on the train, So anxious to reach her
and the intimate silence of their room,
he became unsettled, turning all hours
from side to side, from the southern cross
to the north star.
At least, that’s what she recorded
in her diary. The handwritingon the vellum pages scribbled
and its emotional breath
pressed into the flattened, five-petal bloom
of a rose, a white rose.
Such actions do not lie.
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The lovely painting is called, "Masque et Casque D'or by French artist, Marie-France Riviere. More of her evocative and graceful portraits can be viewed on line at www.griviere/expo2000.com or on you tube under the name, Marie-France Riviere.
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