a Paris
Written by: Karen
the scene:
two spoons,
crossed lovers
still filled cups
tasty crumbs
and stems of plum
heavy, heady
scented
rising to heaven
abandoned
for the easy feel
of you and me
buttery crumbs
brushed from laps
and lips
pursed, locked
hearts in sync
the ticking of a clock
mais oui, mais oui,
time
for you and me
‘a Paris
the feel, the need
mais oui, mais oui
mais we






