Saturday, August 29, 2015

The Parisian

They have a way about them those who come from Paris
They do
They drink copious amounts of wine 
They smoke too much
They talk to themselves
They talk to strangers 
They talk to each other
They talk about food. This part is very important 
They face the street as they sit outside neighbourhood restaurants
They sit and they watch
They take their time 
They meander
They look good doing it too
They wear scarfs
They wear a lot of scarfs
They do in fact carry baguettes 
They ride bicycles and scooters and anything else that need not be parked
They migrate the metro
They walk through your photo and you can't blame them for it
They sidestep the daily suitcases and camera toting tourists who celebrate their home as they go about their day
They walk cobblestone streets that tell tales of days gone by
They are young and beautiful, no matter their age, in a setting that is so very beautiful but so far from young
They are loyal to their love laden language
They keep sake their culture in the company of newcomers 
They are sexy in their nonchalant cavalier way




They are Parisian
And they are still drinking wine




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