~ Paris with Him
I felt obvious a lady how he treated me
When I walked with him on the Champs-Élysées
The colors of the crowd were neutral,
But our love yet so hungry like the smell of fresh coffee
And the fresh baked croissants across the street corners
It made our love more than vividly alive...
A glimpse of some street artists,
And accordion players with their delightful music
Made me relive the days of the past
I felt the romance in it’s pure forms, that night
As the cars drove too fast as we missed their slightly sight
Standing there with you underneath the Arc de Triomphe
Feeling your arms around me and your wondeful eyes,
Your dark hair as always dances in the wind
And your glimpse of love is the hottest of mankind
I can drown in the arms that are you filled with trust
The way you fulfill me is like a thousand summers long
The gift of handle my freedom, is rich in you my man, a must
~ Elisa Laura