Paris Pastimes
In floating on by
Smelling aromas of crepes
Hear the drops of rain
Taking it in from the clouds
Wishing to be down below
The city of lights
Reaching down to touch love locks
Taste les noms francais
Rough cobblestone streets tell tales
As tourist ears just listen
Sun setting on Seine
Le tour eiffel twinkles bright
Au revoir for today
The gusty wind takes the cloud
Drifting off on lush billows
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