Silk Scarf In A French Braid...Tightly Knotted
Silk Scarf In A French Braid, Tightly Knotted.
Let us spend time
me in the moelleux
glances of your eyes,
you bent in the wonder of
our passionne' words shared.
Let our most intimate thoughts
drift poetically from our lips to mingle
with the steam vapors rising from our
cafe' au laits at the Les Deux Magots.
Beneath that vast awning
that opens on the dawning
of a busy day along
the Boulevarde St. Germaine.
sharing kisses on the terrace
as natives stroll unembarrassed
past this well-known
gathering place for lovers.
We have a lifetime to
hurry back to... but not today,
let us pencil in tomorrow,
simply sharing a Sunday for two
in the parfait shade of
Square Du vert Galant where
wine, cheese and embraces
will create a picnic of the senses.
Let us dally until sunset and then...
wend our way up Mountmartre Hill,
dancing through the white
spots of streetlights,
basking in its ancient charms
then pattering eagerly
down the steep shadowed
staircase to my studio apartment
where I will finger-paint sourire's
on your most sumptuous parts.....
" Later, while she sleeps
I will appease what demands
me to satisfy my deepest hunger,
this infernal craving that never seems
to be fulfilled.....by the extinguishing of life."