Parisian MémoireA Poem by JennaParisian Amor dances on skin. The riveting lights twinkle again.
A stranger asks how do you like the city of lights? Roses thats rouge and romance filled nights.
Fleurs fill street corners with a kaleidoscope of scents. Everything is touched with magic shimmers and glints.
Cafe Ciel has the Euro flair. Little touches of charm here and there.
She calls to me with an accent thats velvet on the ears.Au Revoir she whispers beckoning me back next year.
© 2010 JennaAuthor's Note
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