The City of Love

I wish I could have taken you to Paris,
We could have sat on the steps of Montmartre,
Beneath the shade of Sacre-Coeur,
As we looked down upon the city under our feet,
Every side street an artery pumping life stemming from the heart of Notre-Dame,
And from up here, we’ll see eye to eye with the Eiffel tower,
As every old lane way crumbles to the power of our love,
We could have strolled down the Champs-Γ‰lysΓ©es,
And I would lift the Arc De Triomphe upon my shoulders,
Telling you stories from within the vaults of the Louvre,
As we held hands when the sun set and the night got colder.

But you, never existed, or maybe you could have,
Maybe just a figment of my imagination,
A Da Vinci instigated inspiration,
An artwork hidden with the gardens of Versailles type creation,
Somewhere – stored within the hedge mazes of my dreams,
Waiting to be brought to life like the Seine in the Paris night,
Like the colours of stained glass in the morning light,
I know you are out there,
I’m just having trouble finding you,
But when I do, I promise… I’ll take you to Paris.

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16 Comments Add yours

  1. sarahngima77 says:

    Notre-Dame
    Reminds me of Danielle Steel books
    Kudos

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  2. Shhh . Amazing page amazing pics !

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  3. andysmerdon says:

    Love Paris and this poem, Thanks for sharing πŸ™‚

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  4. It is, after all, a city full of romance. πŸ“

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  5. daramemon says:

    Why does every beloved want to go to Paris when Paris lives in his her eyes

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  6. Pratyusha says:

    I am loving reading every post of yours! Keep writing πŸ™‚

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  7. Lady CAS says:

    You have a gift!

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  8. I hope to still be here the day you write about when you take her to Paris. What a lovely poem… I’m a fan already.

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  9. Reblogged this on myldrwithafrenchman and commented:
    How I wish I could’ve been her. πŸ™‚
    Not her for you in this poem but “her” for the man that I’m longing for… who else but my Frenchie…
    I believe that there is a “perfect pairing” for every love story, every romantic novel, every amorous poem ever written. This could be the story of every person reading it… thanks for opening this portal so we may have a glimpse… even for just a moment… I can almost taste it. I can’t wait to be back… to the City of Love.

    You write so well. πŸ™‚

    Grosses bises ❀ Etoile

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