We meet in Paris

This is a poem of two lovers being being reunited in a Paris lounge.

I walked around the dark smoke filled french lounge
The bossa nova beat blasting
Candle light lighting
I sat down on the chic velvet chair
Martini and cigarette in hand

Across the way you caught my eye
Your piercing green eyes
And your short shaggy hair
You smiled across the way at me
I gave you that look that would draw you in

My heart beat picked up as you came closer
I stood up, and you swept me off my feet
Your arms embraced me as well as your lips passionetly
For it's been a couple months we've been apart my love
And now here we are reunited in the city of love