Silk Scarf in a French Braid...Tightly Knotted

Silk Scarf In A French Braid, Tightly Knotted.

Let us spend time

translating love,

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."