28 January 2013
Two lovers,
Entwined,
In Paris,
At night,
A song playing quietly, on
An old 45,
In a cafe,
A captivating
Melody
For their Parisian
Affair,
A bottle of Bourgogne Chardonnay
Dared,
To be drunk lazily,
Without care of the waiter,
Waiting patiently,
To close.
I don't know
Their story,
But if you could paint
This picture,
In oils, in all it's
Romantic glory,
It would be a masterpiece,
In a Parisian gallery.
And they would be my song,
A classic
Parisian Rhapsody
Parisian Rhapsody • Opuss № I