Friday, December 04, 2009

NIGHT OVER PARIS

A night over Paris
So calm and so bright
I am dead
But so are you

We are trapped in time


On the rooftops
On the city lights
Watch guardians
Are weeping for us

For the city the bitch the lover
Dressed in leather boots
And plastic around her legs

City that always sleeps
Sleeps with us

So when the morning comes

I am lonely
But so are you

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