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Not Paris

I offered the moon    
but you settled for Paris  
a tower of love but only for two    
    
the fake one of course    
   
east of the Pacific    
but west of my heart    
   
you hated crowds, smugness and arrogance    
rather a roll in the muck    
would have to suffice for romance    
   
hayfields swayed as your winds sauntered    
blushed checks, set back eyes    
blue as far as one can see    
   
warmth overcoming the frostline    
as your boots just shuffled on thru    
   
heartstrings played dipped in honey    
the smells oh so sweet    
you making love to the chocolates    
I harbouring no ill will    
   
the trees were meant to be woken    
as you climb up inside of me    
   
reach the top and you will surely see    
   
no shoveling shit when the sun shines    
we still got all afternoon
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