“There is a place in the city, my love, where green trees and red bricks meet.
There is a street in Manhattan, my dear, where grand churches and hotels fight.
There is a lane downtown, my love, of concrete paved till Hudson, blue.
The street 55, carrying over its lobbies and jewelleries the sheer luxury of your
I can still hear your high heels on the pavement
and picture the diamonds 'round your neck
and 'twixt your fingers one of your thin cigarettes.
I can still follow you through crowds and silence, through East and West, through up
and catch a glimpse of your scent in the linen of my sheets.
For there is a street in Manhattan which I know and which you knew and where we knew each other, You and I.
Clouds dance and pile up : a silky ballet of sultry-white flowers whence jasmine accents spring like rays of golden light.
A choreography drawn on silver dust, 55 is the metaphor of a love quest; the sheer expression of a spiral, inspired, vertical tension.”
Alexandre Helwani, The Perfume Chronicles, III 2019
Bright sensuous flowers & dark notes by Perfumer Patricia Choux.