Parisian Passion
Parisian Passion
Tilly came to the place made for romance
Paris the capital city of France
The place where sentimental dreams are made
This was her most spine-tingling escapade.
Bustling city, a busy buzzing place
Yet everyone had a smile on their face
Tilly was not disappointed at all
She was in awe of the chaotic sprawl.
Tilly wasn’t there on her lonesome for long
Soon a dapper Parisian came along
Debonair he was, charismatic too
Bravely she agreed to a rendezvous.
They dined on a Seine River sunset trip
Then beneath stars danced on a high footbridge
At midnight the Eiffel Tower lit up
That was the moment the two fell in love.
Tilly’s beau hugged her tightly to his chest
As if by magic their eager lips met
Sharing fascination of a French kiss
Gently exploring inner luscious lips.
Twas Tilly’s first ever tongue touching kiss
Igniting feelings of absolute bliss
Knowing in her heart she had found her fate
There could never be a finer soulmate.
That was the start of a lifelong romance
Coming together by lucks happenstance
The two became one when joined in marriage
Living the passionate charms of Paris.
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14th November 2022
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