Sous Les Lumieres. Poem by Michael Cochrane

Sous Les Lumieres.

Along the Seine she walks beneath the soft lamplit honeyed air.
In Montmatres hush where time dissolves like wine.
His laughter curls like smoke in a velvet night.
Each word is spoken of his love he whispers her name
The violins play Hymne of Love.
Michael Cochrane ©️ 2026

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