Parisian Stranger

Soft, Sweet, Parisian stranger.
You're the late night dream
Women have as the generate heat
Your tongue rolls over my name
And then slowly, carefully, falls on my lips.

You stare so intently into my soul
You can see inside of me
You recount the thoughts you find there,
The ones I never wanted spoken out loud.

Soft, Sweet, Parisian stranger.
You've found the way
To know me in days
And learn me in hours

You are a professional
And you profess
The truth that I've known all along
That the depths of ones soul
Are better kept
Riding the waves between two minds

You came to me with one goal
Set in stone
You'll leave soon- mission accomplished-
With half of me,

Soft, Sweet, Parisian stranger.
When you're gone, I'll hobble painfully
My missing parts will weep for me
So incomplete I won't be able to stand

More pitiful that a three legged pooch
For he has three legs to stand
I'll only have half of me left
I'll remember you.
Soft.
Sweet.
Parisian.
Stranger.
The man lost inside my well-acquainted
American lover.

 

Reviews

[Brjden (Bridge-Den) Cre..]

Wonderfully written. Passionate and telling. So you have a Parisian fetish do you? I enjoyed the visual
seduction you provide, very personable and not what I'm used to with you!

"Soft.
Sweet.
Parisian.
Stranger.
The man lost inside my well-acquainted
American lover."

Because you're a lot smarter than me, I interpret your writing differently than most. I'll keep what I think I understand to myself but I really love this piece.

[angelina neves]

what a wonderful paint of a love affair!

[Gandré]

Your tongue rolls over my name
And then slowly, carefully, falls on my lips.------I loved this. what a love affair! THis was also bitter sweet. I can hear the soundtrack from the movie "Amelie"... some encounters stay with us, perhaps forever. such writing bears potential, and growth of artistic power.

[S-W-E-E-T-S]

This reminds me of what I went through with a past boyfriend.
It's wierd when what comes with time, and people change, and all you can do is reminisce on what they use to be.
Lovely write.

[Matthew]

this is a really captivating write. i dig the subject matter, immediate love with little regard for the consequences. this is what makes us human. you know, playing with fire to feel the burn. the line:
"...the depths of ones soul
Are better kept
Riding the waves between two minds"
totally floored me! its kinda rare for me to get so excited over a poem/ line but this one did it! thanks for sharing.