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Parisian Lovers

If French is the language of love, then surely Paris is its center.,

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sara

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19 August 2006

Author:

Richard James Bayless

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Parisian Lovers

Warm with love, a young couple pass
Through the cold streets of Notre dame
Where Parisian children perform their arts
To the madding crowds, who gaily applaud

Gargoyle faces stare down from above
Sinister and plotting, jealous of love
Oblivious to the world, our young lovers don't care
They dance and play to the gargoyle's dismay

To a fast tempo carnival, chaotic and loud
Without aim they barge through the crowd
Alcohol soaked scholars, drum and bright jesters
This scene slowly festers

So, to the next street, with no soul around
In an embrace, our young lovers are found
Forever in love, they will never die
Eternally side by side, they will forever lie

-Richard James Bayless -

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