Paris was intense
We fought as soon as we got in
We bickered and I gave in to thoughts and strayed
In my mind he had me and I had him
And zoned out and honed in
The beauty of Paris was lost to me
The beauty of my thoughts took its place
I closed my eyes to feel
Before vangogh & Rothko
I thought in every dark corner and alley
I’d like that love
The passion, let me burn,
Unlearn and learn
To feel again
The intensity, the pain, the joy
I knew what I felt was an idea of it, still…
I determined to return with what I had in my mind
With him again and leave it all behind
To relive it all again
To feel it all again
To make it all real
To feel his intensity and maybe feel the euphoria
And to see the beauty of Paris over again