The River of No Return

THE RIVER OF NO RETURN The Rue St. Germain is alone and still though cool is the night with a summer chill the fog from the Seine comes right up the hill and street lamps dance the whole night through. Their halos aglow in the night time air gendarmes will provide that the peace stays there you reach out for love, and she takes the dare and then she is staying for you. So why is she here? You question it not. She has everything, but you have naught. at Chez Martins where you first met her eyes she made it plain, her world is bought. .... There's liars and lovers who'll wink at you as they, hand in hand, do what lovers do you walk to the Seine and it's all brand new because she's standing close to you. And her eyes her eyes reach out for you you feel her eyes reach out for you And then you die in love you die. You stroll by the Seine in a magic night and know in your heart it's a love not right from off of the Seine is a burst of light that's given from a summer moon a concertina plays it's echoeing with all of the still that a love can bring and little you care of a morning sting that she will leave you much too soon. You've seen on the silver screen before her eyes but tonight they show you more of little girls lost, and here looking for what's never beneath the moon. And her eyes her eyes reach out for you you feel her eyes reach out for you and you promise her, one night will do and never to tell how it's been for you. and then you die. In love you die. © ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet