C'Est La Vie

C’est La Vie I felt a feeling, intense joy To meet you at our rendezvous A bistro at our French cafe We shared when in the midst of love Prolonging in our ecstacy You tapped my glass and sipped the wine I stared into your blue green eyes A unique color to behold First saw you in that French cafe My gallivanting was to cease I swore my love forever more To seal it for eternity You sang on stage with such finesse Your octaves sweet and yawning trills A chanteuse with a gift so rare I sat in awe to hear your voice As time when on your voice was still And your demeanor nonchalant precarious what lay ahead To acquiesce to your strange mood Our love was just a fading song My ego must continue on Not look behind me as I go And once again renew the spark 8 Difficult Words Contest Sponsored by Emile Pinet My 4, 2018