If We Were Both In Paris
If we were both in Paris
We on different time zones
Always coming and goin
I’m on this lonely balcony
Cigar smoke blowin
I’m as lonely as Gatsby
Cloaked in white with blue
All the way down to my sox
Looking at the time on the clock
It’s awful lonely when does your ship dock
When does your flight land
When does your car port
Get out the flutes, Pop the cork
Roll out the red carpet,
Your outfit crème and sorbet
Deliciously clad in a dessert shade of sherbet
Make up perfect
You glided in floating
Amongst the stars
And I’m gloating
You finer than a miracle
You celestial, angel
Hot air balloon delivering
A cold piece descending
My face says it all no pretending
That’s when I awaken
From this dream
So real it all seems
The neighbors heard me scream
I miss you terribly
I’m just too embarrassed
This wouldn’t happen if we were both in Paris
I just had to ask
Didn’t want to come off crass
I think fast, on my feet and I outclass
The best of them and the rest of them
we give shade as we pass
I come baring gifts, not to harass
A one way trip outta here
Imagine if we were both in Paris
Staring at the Eiffel, surrounded by fine
Art, and fancy cuisine, can’t you feel the love in the air
Let’s get into a little espionage
Pull back the shades sleep in
It almost feels like a mirage
Love is my alibi
Passion is my disguise
If I’m captured head quarters will disavow any knowledge of my mission
Will you come to find me enlisting the foreign legion?
If there was any doubt whose kiss is sweeter
Sweeping me off my feet with a daring rescue
I found a keeper!
Together atop this most romantic of city views
from the highest peeks on top this terrace.
This fairytale could truly happen if we were both in Paris.
Copyright © Kian Furnace | Year Posted 2013
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