Paris Poem by Kewayne Wadley
Paris
She reminds me of Paris
Everywhere she goes,
Everything she does.
She sits on the couch
And crosses her leg.
Part of me wishes I knew
Someone who lived there
So I'd have a reason to visit.
Another part of me wishes
That I was sitting underneath
The Eiffel tower drinking coffee.
The flight from here to there
Doesn't seem too bad.
The intimacy of crossing distance
The miles devouring themselves
Leaving everything to be desired.
Part of me wishes I knew
Someone who lived there
So I'd have a reason to visit.
She reminds me of Paris
Everywhere she goes,
Everything she does.
She sits on the couch
And crosses her leg.
I wish that I was sitting underneath
The Eiffel tower drinking coffee.
In mutual obsession
Lovely beautiful song! An ode to the great city or the lovely lady?
This is a beautiful, melodic, love song to THE city of love. If I'm really lucky, I'll be going there next year. THX for the inspiration, Kewayne!
A beautiful composition, a city that breathes love and a women of her majesty. stellar stuff!
a Brilliant tribute to the city of love and light Bravo!
Poemhunter gremlins strike again! I said before, Paris is a lovely city, I proposed to my late wife there, and she said no! ! You don't need to know someone who lives there, just go it will amaze you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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She, the city and the country- just a bundle of love; nice to read