On the day she left the gallery
Of the faces ancient and agelast
She went to the shop of curiosity
And bought a new perfume fragrant
Of Rose, Acacia, Lilac, and Bergamot,
From which a Sylph floated up to her
Thru the dusty air of a city street
Wrapping her in the perfume of love
Undressing her in the nature of love.
A Cat in the Mirror 