Love · Travel

London fog and French cheeses 2/25/18

London fog and French cheeses
linger on my lips
receipts for dreams
and better things
on silken paper slips

Outside is cold
my hope grows old
this is all I have
never again will I behave
or hide myself from sin

Forgo this truth
let life begin
and may it never end

I want to see
this wild world
with my greatest friend

l’amour m’emmène
lover take me away
lets leave for France
and maybe, maybe,
stay.

 

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