THROUGH PARIS AT NIGHT 1970

A BOY AND GIRL RIDING THROUGH PARIS AT NIGHT IN 1970

Miriam and I
were sitting next
to each other
on the coach
through Paris

she laid her head
on my shoulder

it was night
lit up by the City's lights

have you heard
of Kant's moral argument?
I asked her

who the feck is Kant?
she said looking
up at me through
half-open eyes

German philosopher
I said
he said that that if
moral behaviour is rational
then moral behaviour
can only be rational
if justice will be done
and justice can only be done
if Gods exists
therefore God exists

she sighed
so if God doesn't exist
then moral behaviour
is not rational?
she said
is that what he means?

I guess so
I said

she closed her eyes
and I looked at her
red hair curly and wavy
and planted a kiss
on her head

a Beethoven piano concerto
was playing over
the coach radio speakers
soft slow movement
the keyboard being tinkled
by some one's fingers

I looked down at her
lying there
her tee-shirt gapped
and I saw the crevice
between her small breasts

her small hands
in her lap

I lay my head
on her head gently
and closed my eyes too

what else could
a sleepy guy do?