Red fox runs across
Rocks carpeted with moss, leaves
Paws move like the Spring.
May 12, 2017
May 12, 2017 at 6:04 AM UTC
Under the Mirabeau bridge flows the Seine
And our love
Must I remember them
How joy always came after the pain
The night comes, the hours chime
The days pass but I remain through time
Hand in hand, face to face, let us not change
While underneath
The bridge of our arms gives way
The waters’ endless look is grey
The night comes, the hours chime
The days pass but I remain through time
Love slips away like this running water
Love slips away
Just as life is so slow
And as hope is so violent
The night comes, the hours chime
The days pass but I remain through time
The days and the weeks pass by
Neither past time
Nor past loves will return
Under the Mirabeau bridge flows the Seine
The night comes, the hours chime
The days pass but I remain through time
May 10, 2017
May 10, 2017 at 6:50 PM UTC