Puella mea

A hypnotic, lyrical tribute unfolds as a devoted narrator waxes poetic about an enigmatic woman whose presence feels both timeless and otherworldly. The prose drifts through mythic echoes—Salome’s dance, the court of King Herod, Arthurian whispers—while the speaker’s language shimmers with vivid images of spring, roses, ivory, and fleeting fragrances. The rhythm of the piece captures the intoxicating blend of reverence and longing that swells whenever the lady glances, smiles, or merely exists.

The work’s experimental style embraces irregular spelling, punctuation, and a dream‑like cadence that draws listeners into a reverie of love and obsession. As the narrator describes the lady’s voice as a “vocal fern” and her movements as a mythic spring, the listener is invited to linger on each sensuous detail, feeling the pulse of admiration that borders on reverence. This first act sets a tone of lush, almost mystical admiration, promising a journey through language as much as through the speaker’s heart.