Paris...
the University of Paris...
flapping memories around of me
dancing pulsing dwelling in my heart,
thrilling names palpitating in the air
when I hear:
Kurt Zouma, Marquinhos, Lucas Digne, Jordan Ayew,
Florian Thauvin, Lucas Ocampos...
literary petals spray their fragrance
unfold their wings in the rainbow
as Diderot, Moliere, La Rochefoucauld...
the beauty beckons me
with the sights of Eiffel Tower, the Cathedral of Amiens,
the Louvre, French Riviera, Opera Garnier...
still in my heart,
when I travel in the land of you
as bliss your beauty embraces me
and my mind thirsts
visit you again
before my wings tired.
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