Adventure Paris Poems

we stood
were well

you pushed 
I fell

they came
I hid

she ran
I did

they chased
I stopped

she turned
I dropped

they shot
I died

she fled
I sighed

they went
her too

I died 
for you

.. I died
.....

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it's unfair to hate the morning
- it's unfair to hate,
because
neither the new nor the old,
after burning the night
this day does not return in vain,
this day...

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Headed for the tower  

Watch the legs supply the power  

Using a simple two-wheel device  

Spirited competitive ride healthy and nice ...

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Skylar
Daughter, Poet, Reader, Daydreamer
Sister of Eliza and Veronica
Lover of writing, France, and animals
Who feels calm, empathy, and love
Who fears being forgotten, needles, and the future
Who...

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traveling alone
blue penthouse in paris france
man lurks in doorway...

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There is a city that is calling to me.
But right now, it’s as far as far can be.
I will go there one day, of that...

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'twas years ago I strolled thru Paris proper
          and came upon Le Pere Lachaise one night...

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there is no better way to greet the morning sun
than with a hot croissant and café au lait
on a quaint terrace in the mecca of...

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 As I await, for my Lover to come to me. Visions of his kiss, feels me with ecstasy. Our love will explode, volcanically. Every...

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I sauntered in an evening mist
   A midnight's heaven, magic-kissed
      Lamp-lit raindrops pattered, awesome
    ...

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Accidently in Paris 
 
From the bus station in Paris, I was taking a taxi to a posh
part of Paris, the driver a Moroccan didn`t...

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Paris est grandiose
 Je vois Paris en une fleur d'avril
 d'un jardin bien soigne
 Dans sa couleur rosee je le vois

 En la saveur du...

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Don't remember me
when you can't see.
Just have glee
without me.

Can't you see?
The Queen of Black Acid
is in the city of Galilee.
So take my box of rain
and...

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A Vision
Eifel tower the old whore is lit up again
her wide open legs still drip blood, and
her hips are white and slim and she ...

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A slum outside Paris 

A cardboard city thrives a place where no one has 
to pay the rent and electricity are purloined.
is it impossible for...

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