Paris Scene

A Parisian smile
Awakens and touches me
After years of being away;
Cobble-stoned street
Of silky chestnuts
Echoes the steps
Of shadowy lovers who
Embrace and whisper shared sighs.
Music spills out
Of neighborhood bistros
As an aged dilettante
Recites his poetry
While pouring the house wine
For nodding audience
In state of ennui
While sitting in the sidewalk cafe.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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March 20, 2009 at 6:43 PM
and what did you smell? what colors did you see? What did the music sound like? write Light & Love
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