Open Poetry #49 |
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Paris 1965 |
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Boomer Styles Member
since 2014-03-02
Posts 194South Side Of Success |
Sketched upon my memory are those days we spent in Paris You said I was handsome I said beauty becomes you We danced to the buskers and filled their cups As you filled mine with love and your touch Holding you then even as I hold you now In dreams of what I always wanted to be rather than what I have become I would have loved you more my sweet if I could have loved anyone at all One ladle serves the soup that feeds the mouths of the many. |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Boomer Styles, What a romantic and soulful read! The last lines really get ya.... I enjoyed it very much. ~L |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
Paris may never have days like that again Mr. Styles. The free thinkers, street artists and al fresco romances will be preoccupied now. Viva Le France Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
I was there around that period; not as many worries as today...james |
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