Paris At Night Poem by Day Williams

Paris At Night



Three matches one by one are lit in the night
The first to see all your face
The second to see your eyes
The last to see your mouth
And the whole darkness to remember all that
While pressing you in my arms.

(translated from the French of Jacques Prévert)

Friday, June 30, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: lovers,paris,romance
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Day Williams

Day Williams

Fresno, California
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