OUR PARIS 1973

A BOY AND GIRL IN PARIS IN 1973

Our Paris
still in minds
as Sonya

and I lay
in our bed
in that cheap

hotel room
French music
from the white

radio
playing out
to the room

she lay there
opening up
her flower

sweet scented
that waitress
Sonya said

swayed her a*s
just for you
I am sure

I doubt it
just the way
she walked there

(maybe it
was for me
that I hoped)

if you say
Sonya said
some dame sang

some Mozart
on the white
radio

Sonya knew
so she sang
along too

I gardened
her flower
sweet scented

some Mozart
aria
in my ears

as we sexed
her flower
in the cool

late dark hour.