We made it to Paris

We made it to Paris,

but have no place to live

You’re so innocent and sweet,

I want to give you a real home,

but for tonight,

maybe a hotel would be best,

we both need some rest

We’ll go look for a place tomorrow,

and have breakfast at a cute cafe,

somewhere on Champs-Elysees!

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Categories: dream poetry, Poetry

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