By: GothicDay                         


I Believe I should

fall completely

for a girl with long slim fingers

who can play a violin with finesse

a girl who can recite all the words

to Debussy’s “Trois Chansons de Bilitis.”


Or perhaps one

with a delicate voice.

A girl who can hush me to sleep

with her soft laments.


I lie awake at night,

drinking and dreaming

of her perfectly manicured nails

and tender spoken words.

That soft pout

and the colour of her eyes.

Grey, Green, Black, Blue,

or Brown.


It matters little.

I lay back, yawn, and fold my hands behind my head.

Eyes will be eyes,

and Love will be love.


<fin> Paris