Three Tulips For The Ultimate Fate Of The Universe
In the door frame
Your spinal column
Your immaculate neck
By nightfall
Your commuter train
Or in an airplane cockpit
An alabaster jar
At the imperial garden
You sit on the autumnal bench
Near a hummingbird
From the cheekbone
To the corners of your mouth
Until the clouds go by
You sigh
A smile
A sweet kiss on my right hand
(Music by Jeff Stonehouse) .
poem by Nicolas Grenier
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