paris
Dalliance
Can’t wait to dip off
In my only sun hat
To go get lost
In foreign streets
To find myself
In a pizzeria
Where shredded mozzarella hangs like wisteria
French men in striped shirts will ask about me
I’ll flash them my pearls
Strong and gentle
The way life molded me to be
Temporarily unhinged from reality
Chasing down my woe with champagne
I heard French wine can heal a lonesome heart