Monday, August 15, 2011

Lost In Paris





























Taste of your lips radiates immense power
Skin to skin we bathe in blissful shower
Even though our relationship went sour
I will forever remember the Eiffel tower
More beautiful then a yellow rose flower
Nanoseconds in your arms felt like hours

The laughter on the train will be missed 
Endless conversation with your clitoris
Your tender smile to brighten my iris
On the day we sealed love with a kiss
I lived for the infinite moment, lost in Paris

-- Louis Mercier

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