Montmartre Hotel Room
 

Reprint from a Mice Chat post, but I thought it belonged here as well...;)

Montmartre Hotel Room
On a sultry May afternoon
The window open to
Sounds of a Jazz combo
In the cafe below
While the Tour Eiffel
Goes unseen

We listen naked
As a breeze retraces
The paths our bodies,
Our hands, our lips
Completed
Only moments
Before

Lovely! :snap: :snap:

Tres merveilleux!:snap:

Ah, a preview of things to come for us in just two long weeks.