In the city of lights, our love grew
As the trees prospered in springtime
And the breeze caressed the crowded streets
You asked me to come back
You said ‘we’ll be together at last’

In the city of lights, our love died  
As the trees perished in winter time
And the grey sky over shadowed the lonely streets
You asked me to go clear my mind
You said ‘We’ll see what happens when you come back ‘

Our love is holding on to a dying flame
Restlessly igniting itself
Quenching in our separateness
A self-sabotaged togetherness

In the city of lights, love kindles in flesh  
And in poetry, it dies



To you. Out there
by lou