"anut" poems
A night united together
For the very first time
Around the amish time
Inside this French Bistro
Surrounded by the glamorous duo
Gainsbourg & Birkin
Wrapping up the ambiant air
French musical undertones
Deep green velvets hues
Ilona, the Host of the Soirée
Walking as if she is dancing
With her irrepressible bubbliness
Serving us drinks & oysters
... Zee oysters ...
Taking their last breaths
In the fading ice
Indulging the no-teeth treatment
Is it a tragedy?
I dunno...I guess we will never know
Two Hirondelles lost in time
The time flying by
We are now the last guests of the Soirée
The clock ticking by
Its time to leave this place
And those two Rock Stars
We are leaving behind
I knew you were trouble from the very first time
But ahhhhh, so refreshing, so alike...
A night united together
For the very first time
May 2, 2019
May 2, 2019 at 2:38 AM UTC
Dear anut paula
Yes I am writing you a letter... Why? because.. I never got to say goodbye. You made me lough, you always told me when I came over to eat whatever I wanted. You loved hearing me lought and sing. You always love the fact I dance like I was alone. I remeber christmas, that was the last one with grandma. On the drive back you called my dad that night i'll never forget, dad lost his it,he criedand cried. Then amy passed away and we all lost it. Then.....You passed away in your sleep, I never got to say goodbye. Dad droped his phone and I almost fell to the ground. I wish I talked to you more. But, I didn't. I'm sorry I never called, I wish I did. I love you and Miss you. R.I.P Anut Paula... You will always be in my heart
Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 12:18 PM UTC