Looking Through Curtians on a French Night

Looking Through Curtains on a French Night

 I gaze through sheer curtains at the lucid moonlight

 Sending a spotlight on Paris; a city that glows

 Above all splendor in its movement and flow

 My pupils double themselves at its magnificent sight

 The Eiffel Tower standing tall in its significant might

 But for a person who is a Frenchman truly knows

 That looking past the lovely women in their golden silk clothes

 To be warned about looking through curtains on a French night

 Dangerous lurking through empty lit streets

 Watching strangers hold knives in exchange for their life

 People throwing down their wallets or they’ll lose all their rights

 In dark ally ways men exchange money with women and plan where to meet

 However, I’m safe here; away from their strife

 As I look through curtains on this hauntingly, beautiful French night

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4 Responses to “Looking Through Curtians on a French Night”

  1. You have a real gift for imagery…I can really feel myself there…

  2. That is just so beautiful it bought a tear to my . Why behind all beauty is there evil.willow

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