Late Nite Paris
Strolling along the River Seine
amid shimmering puddles of
in this city that never sleeps.
We saunter along the Pont Neuf
fascinated by who walked before us
as an old woman blows giant bubbles
children racing, voices in chorus
singing love songs to couples cuddled.
Stepping under a striped awning
of a quaint sidewalk cafe
we take our leave at a tiny round
drinking wine to the city sounds.
Ah Paris, I am in love with you
from Mona Lisa to Venus de Milo
such amazing history to walk, to see
as I listen to voices in lilting French
I want to live here with you eternally.