Paris in April

Paris in April
I see us there, at a café, drinking wine
I've taken it up again
But only a glass at a time
The sun is shining, you're squinting but smiling
We talk of the art we saw yesterday
And how it inspires us both
I show you the photos I took this morning —
I took a walk around the city
While you slept so soundly and beautifully
You playfully hit me for not waking you
But of course, I'll take you to the spots anyway
They were nice, but will be better with you there
You whisper into my ear
I agree

© 2005 Paul Little