Moonlight over Paris
It has been lovely
You hold your breath
At 3 in the morning
Make cups of tea
After the war
After the war is over
Her life has been pretty grey
High societies of London
She has to live and not die
She's a self taught artist
They ended up in Paris
Movers & shakers
A new way of looking at the world
It changes her in every way possible
I drew upon my inspiration from the old ghosts lingering in the recesses of my mind.
© Sunny Adruza
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