This Is The Place

This is the place I long to be strolling secret streets of Paris,
hand in hand were we, with every precious moment cherished

We walked worn brick paths each day regardless of the weather
come rain showers, come sunshine, we explored together

For it is there I remember the sparkle in your lion eyes,
shining brighter than the city’s golden ethereal light
when once the evening fell, we nestled in our downy bed,
your tenderness held me captive with the starlit night
and in that simple tiny room, I wept fresh tears of joy

©2019 Linda Lee Lyberg

Author’s Note: These precious trinkets hang in my bedroom’s hallway.

dVerse: https://dversepoets.com/2019/01/08/come-hang-with-me/

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47 Comments on “This Is The Place

  1. Thank you thank you for posting and sharing. I love everything about this….from the very special photograph to your reminiscing about strolling the streets of Paris. The last two lines….so full of meaning, bursting with love and happiness…….moments remembered.

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  2. What a wonderful way to remember those precious moments, Linda. I love the lines:
    ‘For it is there I remember the sparkle in your lion eyes,
    shining brighter than the city’s golden ethereal light’.

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  3. This brings memories, Linda. Some more than others. I don’t remember any downy beds but we like to stay in the Eiffel area. On Rue Clar if available. I remember the crepe stand below our window. And the tiny elevator to hold one guest with a suitcase.
    ..

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    • We rented an apartment in the 6th with a view of the Seine. It was marvelous. No elevator and 4 flights of stairs! And the bed was lovely.

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