Metal Spiderwebs of Art Nouveau
When I put on your antique dress I became sentimental,
The feel of the fabric, the flow of the fabric,
Oh, the lovely feelings I have when wearing your antique dress,
My long years as Art Nouveau Queen of the floor length gown,
Palms, beads, pearls, flowing silk, lush jungle orchids, lily ponds,
A tangled weave of metal hot house poetry,
Oh, the lovely feelings I have when wearing Art Nouveau gowns of mystery.
Pétrena Marlena Lonmen