~ Paris with Him

~ Un véritable voyage avec lui...

~ Paris with Him

 

I felt obvious a lady how he treated me

When I walked with him on the Champs-Élysées

The colors of the crowd were neutral,

But our love yet so hungry like the smell of fresh coffee

And the fresh baked  croissants across the street corners

It made our love more than vividly alive...

 

A glimpse of some street artists,

And accordion players with their delightful music

Made me relive the days of the past

I felt the romance in it’s pure forms, that night

As the cars drove too fast as we missed their slightly sight

Standing there with you underneath the Arc de Triomphe

 

Feeling your arms around me and your wondeful eyes,

Your dark hair as always dances in the wind

And your glimpse of love is the hottest of mankind

I can drown in the arms that are you filled with trust

The way you fulfill me is like a thousand summers long

The gift of handle my freedom, is rich in you my man, a must

 ~ Elisa Laura

Author's Note

Just click, for some " atmosphère"

Thank you xx

Reviews

[Empirik]

This is smoothly breathtaking! I felt it's every word together in splendid form and perfect structure, telling such a rich story of two in a moment to last forever. It left me a little speechless and comforted in a gasping physical moment wrapped up in a love that fully satisfies the soul. Lovely! This has me in air. X :)

[sharonlee]

Beautiful... so lyrically compose. A delight to read.

I have one about Paris and love; He serenaded me with tales of Paris... then went without me. We never saw each other again though.

Thanks love, for this beautiful anacdote, and the feelings this poem gave you. I'm always so happy to see you by! xoxo

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

The colors of the crowd were neutral,
But our love yet so hungry like the smell of fresh coffee
And the fresh baked croissants across the street corners
It made our love more than vividly alive... -- I love the way that you use the idea of "neutral colors" and yet follow them with such strongly sensory elements like the scent of coffee and croissants.

Once again, you have managed to transport me to a place and time; you have made me feel what you feel as your words dance to their own delicate and poignant steps. Such a love...a pure and blissful love that absolutely eclipses all else leaving nothing but two souls forever connected to each other, to moments, to memories and desires. Well done, my friend.

Thank you so much sweet friend. I adore your words. :)

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

I'm glad...I know this was probably a piece close to your heart :)

It was.... I've written it in 2001. For I am a restless traveler, (no gitane, but always on the road) and when I was in Paris with him, I rested profoundly... love to you, come by soon... I save best for last... and love to give you my heart on every write you did... hugs!

[lesbeat]

I like the phrase "slightly sight" even though I don't really know what you mean? I've just been in Paris and your poem reminded me of the accordion players we heard on the metro! We also had some come down our street right near the Arc de Triomphe (but they were more of the aggressive - throw us some money type).

Thanks for sharing "your" thoughts and experiences on this piece...

[PurpleQuartz]

This is such beautiful imagery! Lovely with graceful feeling. Your poem makes me want to travel to Paris!

Thank you very much :)

[PurpleQuartz]

You're welcome : )

[h d e rushin]

I want to go to Paris but why spend that money if you've already taken me there.
Amazing.....dana

Awww Merci dana... with whole my heart.... :)

[Ken Simm.]

One Night in Paris, is like a year in any other place. Une Nuit a Paris by 10cc.

It is... Thank you Ken.

Lovely lyrics...

[Frieda P]

So much atmosphere, I feel as though I'm in a Cafe in Paris sipping coffee and having a croissant...watching a lovely couple in love enjoy their time together. Love the music, this read is elegant and so the picture of you Elisa. Full of wonder, class and artistic chic. I could stay here and linger forever. Magnifique my sweet friend. J' adore.

Thank you so much sis, your words make me always smile, It's not me in that picture though, but I have the same hair, and she could be me. Merci mon cherie, ♥ Vorrei un giorno bere il Cafe con te lì mia sorella, che bello! :D

Thanks to all my fellow writers who left a comment in my comment box, when the time on WritersCafe still not allowed to thank you all, so with this I say thank you to all this precious reviews, - Elisa x

[quinfinn]

i feel as if you took me on a trip to Paris and showed me some of the sights. this was deliciously descriptive and very sweet. i haven't been to Paree since 71, thank you for the lovely memories and the beautiful imagery of your liaison.

Merci Quinny :) so glad I could take you with me.

[quinfinn]

oui, merci....je taime moi non plus!

Pourquoi pas? lol :)

[quinfinn]

i must confess that my Francais is very limited....i used that line because i remember it from the Jane Birkin/Serge Gainsboro tune from the 70's....but i knew that you would come back with something because of your friendly and sweet nature...but , yes!

Oh mine too, my Italian and some Spanish is way better... but I love to challenge myself. :) so do you I see. Aaah yes, I know that hot song lol... that is what you meant ha! well, those French in those times, were most poetic... beautiful.

[quinfinn]

it is a VERY HOT song and i meant no disrespect , au contraire....i do love your gentle heart and your beautiful poetry.....

No worries, I know... :) we are very used to that kind of passion here in Europe, so don't worry... really. Thank you for your words my friend. :) be back for yours :)

[quinfinn]

i know you will, you have never let me down. be safe and well, my lovely friend!

I will, go on the road for this weekend, hope to scribble a lot of new inspiration to write about this weekend... :) some of a "me" time finally, after all the hospital smell, yuck... ;) I will dear, and be back I think on sunday eve... if we don't speak anymore :) happy Saturday almost for you :)

[Frieda P]

You two keep it up with the French fling and I'm going to need smelling salts very soon! ;-)

Quin is one of my best friends who helped me out in a hard time Frieda :) lol, don't think that way lol

[quinfinn]

vous lez vous courcet avec moi, ce soir? parlez vous humma humma? oh i forgot , you're Italian...mama mia thatsa spicy meatball!

Or do you mean something different? and I took it all wrong lol? hahahah

[Frieda P]

I mean I can't breathe when you carry on in French!! It's all good ;-)

Ooooh, lol, I got it, oops, soooorrry :D scusa, pardon! ;D lol, hugs for both xo

[quinfinn]

that settles it frieda. i am gonna learn French

[Pax]

im quite speechless with this sweet and loved filled poem. its simply romantic. good job

Thank you my dear friend. Namaste