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Shy In the 12th Degree

My devious plot worked
A beautiful woman talked to me!
All because of my shirt!

I might as well have been superman
All decked out in Canadian Red
If only I had anticipated........

If only my tongue was not tied
Around my neck like rope
I might have had more etiquette

I might have said so, so many things
Or I might have said nothing at all
If only I wasn’t being strangled.......

By my inadequate lack of words
For I saw inside in that flashing moment
A heart so kind and enticingly sweet

Just imagine if I had been so bold
To kiss such a Parisii so sweet
Even if this took the gallantry of time.......

Imagine if I had not stumbled
My tongue between my feet
If only I had said to her...........

Would you ever like to meet?
Coffee, wine or patisserie?
Envious thoughts of sunnier days

Envelopes filled with un-mailed thoughts
Chandelier dreams light somber fall skies
Coffee cups waiting for a second taste

Alas I said good bye and turned away
Shyness hidden deep inside of me
Was the victor of the day

So if you ever should read this verse
I hope I bring you bountiful smiles
Paris of flowers and random encounters.........

You surely succeeded to disarm
If one day, we should ever meet again
Roses by twelve I would thee treat
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Shaw Avatar
November 16, 2015 at 10:22 AM
This was lovely Arthur; and a Paris theme! My favorite city! Cheers, Kim
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November 15, 2015 at 8:56 PM
Smiling....this is beautiful Arthur! You captured the beauty of Paris wonderfully. Glad you returned before the attacks started. Hugs
Vaso Avatar
November 15, 2015 at 8:58 PM
Thank you so much Cecilia! hugs!
Gasun Avatar
November 14, 2015 at 9:04 AM
Hello,my dear friend Art! I love reading this so sweet and lovely piece of yours. So you've been there? I'm sorry, I was carried away by your latest poem about Paris. Now, I'm so happy to hear that you've been there (I'm envious;)) and met someone. A new acquaintance of mine who lives there said, it's really a romantic place.. a paradise. I hope, when you go back there you'll leave your shyness in your country:)). Thanks a lot for sharing and also for your visit.Hugs! love lots,Leonora
Vaso Avatar
November 15, 2015 at 4:22 PM
Yes I just returned about 1 week before the tragedy happened, and yes Paris for me is a great beautiful city!
Nunez Avatar
November 12, 2015 at 8:56 AM
Deeelightful read, Arthur. Hope you get back there and meet her again. :-)
Vaso Avatar
November 15, 2015 at 4:20 PM
Sadly things have changed for the worse there, but life is always full of wonderful surprises as well!
Y. Avatar
November 11, 2015 at 11:18 PM
Arthur, I see your time in Paris was good. But it would have been better if you didn't get over whelmed with shyness. If it's meant to be you will go back to Paris and the story that you so skillfully penned will have a happy ending.:-) Alexis
Vaso Avatar
November 15, 2015 at 4:19 PM
Oh I did use some poetic license here, you know to make the story better and make me look good! LOL
Dunn Avatar
November 11, 2015 at 10:22 PM
Dear Arthur If she ever read this poem she'd be so flattered by this bashful gentleman's words of praise and silent worship, I know I'd be flattered by this poem if it was written for me, awesomely sweet and elegantly beautiful your a passionate fellow my romantic friend,one day you'll find your sweet Juliet, Mr. Romeo, I give you a seven, and welcome home my friend, cheri We've missed you around this site, cheri
Vaso Avatar
November 15, 2015 at 4:17 PM
Thank you for such nice words Cherl! Hugs!
Lindley Avatar
November 11, 2015 at 8:51 PM
Wonderful poem my friend. A7. Once as a young man I was so shy. At age 18 when this ravenously beautiful girl asked me out, I stammered out --ok. First date went slow but ok. By our third date we became deeply "involved" --spending a weekend at her friend's cabin just us! Never looked back after that.. Never was shy again!
Vaso Avatar
November 15, 2015 at 4:14 PM
Thanks Robert! I know the feeling.
Allison Avatar
November 11, 2015 at 6:12 PM
aww Arthur you I hoped you would meet the woman of your dreams on your trip to Paris - you are just going to have to get yourself back there my friend - seriously shyness can be such an issue and this write brought a lump to my throat:-( hugs and hugs some more jan xx7
Vaso Avatar
November 15, 2015 at 4:13 PM
I am sure is something we all feel at times! Thus all the wine!
Callus Avatar
November 11, 2015 at 3:23 PM
A most delightful poem, Arthur! Romance in France, hindered by shyness. Next time do a rewind, and start afresh! #7 // paul
Vaso Avatar
November 15, 2015 at 4:12 PM
Well I did use some poetic license here! Thanks!
Lariviere Avatar
November 11, 2015 at 3:06 PM
Fantastique, n'est pas?
Vaso Avatar
November 15, 2015 at 4:12 PM
comme tous les paris :)
Severo Avatar
November 11, 2015 at 2:04 PM
Envelopes filled with un-mailed thoughts, thought this a beautiful line, Photos are amazing.
Vaso Avatar
November 15, 2015 at 4:10 PM
Why thank you! :)
Chircop Avatar
November 11, 2015 at 1:57 PM
Coffee cups waiting for a second taste- Really loved this line. A fantastic poem Arthur. Tres jolie : )..Magnifique : )
Vaso Avatar
November 15, 2015 at 4:09 PM
Thank you so much Charmaine!!! :)
Vaso Avatar
November 11, 2015 at 11:03 AM
To answer all the soup mails here, yes I took these photos while in Paris and hope to show many more in future poems!
Pinet Avatar
November 11, 2015 at 10:59 AM
Wow. This one is very well stitched together with style and deep feelings brought together by your poetic soul. The flow was perfect and the poem took on an air of familiarity with a subtle flavor of fate running through it. Emile. #7
Vaso Avatar
November 15, 2015 at 4:08 PM
Thank you so much Emile!
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November 11, 2015 at 8:11 AM
Bienvenue au Canada, mon ami Arthur! Voici un poeme extraordinaire de toi qui j'aime! A wonderful poem that certainly deserves our attention, dear Arthur! Merci pour ta visite!
Vaso Avatar
November 11, 2015 at 11:01 AM
et un grand merci a toi aussi! Thanks Demetrios!
Vaso Avatar
November 11, 2015 at 11:01 AM
Sorry, one comment went on wrong line! LOL
Vaso Avatar
November 11, 2015 at 10:59 AM
Thank you Afolabi, by chance I was just reading your poem on dedication to mother, wonderful write!
Muideen Avatar
November 11, 2015 at 2:14 AM
Brilliant write Arthur. I love how it was constructed beautiful and excellent.............A.M.
Vaso Avatar
November 11, 2015 at 11:00 AM
Thank you Afolabi, by chance I was just reading your poem on dedication to mother, wonderful write!
Dietrich Avatar
November 11, 2015 at 12:36 AM
oh my, this is a delightful treat to read from you . What a great poem to show us upon your arrival back home! Love it, Arthur.(and I am not just sayng that because of your blog. haha)
Vaso Avatar
November 11, 2015 at 10:58 AM
LOL its ok Andrea, I accept all exaggerations and lies!!!!!!! Hugs!!!
Onclaud Avatar
November 10, 2015 at 10:52 PM
a chance meeting left to serendipity or reverie... charming me so, arthur..paris does this to me as well!..hugggs
Vaso Avatar
November 11, 2015 at 10:58 AM
Thank you, and yes I can not think of a better city to find poetic inspiration!
Y. Avatar
November 10, 2015 at 10:33 PM
Oh my goodness Arthur Hello, I want to read this entire piece but l see the first statute that puts in the mind of Robin Williams and I have to come back lol.:-) Alexis
Vaso Avatar
November 11, 2015 at 10:57 AM
Well, its for sure not him, although I imagined it being me! I took the photo while in Paris.
Smith Avatar
November 10, 2015 at 10:18 PM
I'm sure it was her that was tongue tied. Lovely
Vaso Avatar
November 11, 2015 at 10:56 AM
Not so sure about that, but thanks for the vote of confidence! LOL
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