her hand lifts the jar
the alabaster shatters
fragrance fills the air
pour out your treasure
anoint him like a bridegroom
for his burial
what beauty you give
little sister — what beauty
wild, extravagant
what a beautiful
beginning you give
to my burial
and whenever the
tale of this night is told
you shall be honored
save it, savor it
remember this moment
for my burial
the fragrance lingers
in the air all night long
and clings to her hair
