O I have seen the three graces!

Slowly moving down Green Street.

Strolling arm in arm.

A change of atmosphere and light

occured when they extended their discreet

„hello.“  Their hair let down, their smile

carried me beyond artifice,

to where desire, religion meet,

or come from (IMAGES),

or maybe lead to.  They triggered a thought:

Do we need fiction?  Here, I repeat

their word: I say „hello,“

            hope for a further airing.