Summer Time Love

A Poem by Anu Biswas

I adored you in Amsterdam
The summer sun burning my cheeks
As I sat languid on the sidewalk and watched you
Count gable beside gable on cobbled streets
And when the evening was split by neon lights
We held hands and laughed at jaded w****s behind window fronts
And peeked into sex shops and hash bars crammed with decadent crowds
It isn't such a lonely planet you sighed.

In Paris I felt posh and invincible by your side
As you decoded French metro lines and sortie signs
Only to abandon Rue de la Chaussée-d'Antin for a cafe by the Notre Dame
And we shrugged at the serpentine queues at the Louvre and strolled by the Sienne
Where we picked cheap Parisian prints and drank red wine
That went straight to my head as I smiled, mon cheri you are mine.

The jazz bar in old town Prague was your thing
As I watched your foolish heart warm
and fuzzy from the guitar strings
The band played true and you looked so young
With your gentle smile and your long hair undone
At midnight when the crowds thinned
And the town piper cried
We stole the moment by the giant astronomical clock in the yellow light
As I made a silent wish in my warehouse mind
That floated like a prayer in the ghostly night.

On the train to Vienna we practiced German from a pocket guide
You said Ich spreche ein bisschen Deutsch,
Yes my beautiful I replied
By Stephensplatz when the evening turned to gold
We shared happy stories, strudels and a million thoughts untold
My traveling spirit enveloped a city sublime; my curious soul resounded
every serendipitous find with you by my side
I love you everywhere I discover happily
But most of all I love you by the back door under the creaking tree

© 2013 Anu Biswas

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Talal Hussain

Havent been to any of the places :-)....But how descirbe them its amazing...loved it

Posted 11 Years Ago

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quinfinn

i have been to all these places and you describe them beautifully, and with obvious real experience. this is almost blissfully romantic and yet, innocent as well...there is a naivety which is priceless in this engaging prose. thank you for sharing!