Midnight In Paris

She was the hidden flower of the seine She walked her sadness through the streets The sky was grey, the wind made her shiver She cried for her mother, to hold her pain Her heart was torn All her friends had left Alone in Paris, like an empty bottle of wine Her desires drained, every solitary drop If, only if, a smile would appear She laughed, she cried, all the same The tears hidden inside She rode the subways to emptiness If, only if, she could be a painting The museum walls could hang her thoughts And drown the grey clouds hanging above If, only if, her heart could beat once more If, only if, the life could give peace And sleep would become a blanket of warmth Float away, she dreamed, Broken hotels and empty windows If Maman I could hug you once more Before the Eiffel tour fades from view My Paris is leaving me As I leave you Epilogue The Cemetery of Thoughts There’s beauty in sadness There is sadness that we don’t see The lonely Who need to see The beauty of Paris Kiss the lonely And wake up broken hearts