Will You Go With Me, To Paris?

will you take my hand
as I walk along the streets
where the aroma of light,
fruity to burnt coffee
lightly caramelized
almost nutty is teasing
my senses and the scent
of a handmade bread
is making me salivate
as I tear the croissant into pieces
butter them up before each bite
or we can dunk it in coffee
which would be fun
 if you want

will you sit beside me
as I write every word of love
admiration and passion
I have for you
while I struggle
to rhyme every word
and count every syllable
or better yet, I’ll settle for free verse
I am sure though I could not rhyme them
or even count the syllables
as you will be busy tickling
and delightfully bugging me
will you go with me,
to Paris?
let’s have coffee and croissant
and write our first love poem together

meanwhile, a coffee with you anywhere else would be lovely

it doesn’t even have to be a croissant, it could be just a slice of Japanese cake or BLT sandwich

it doesn’t even have to be a freshly brewed coffee, it could be just a homemade tea or a mango juice

we don’t even need to walk the streets of Paris

cos it feels like Paris with you

 

P.S.

For Irma, whose post about Paris and its migrant workers touched my heart so much https://iidorun.wordpress.com/2019/09/04/salt-of-the-city-a-haibun/ and her inspiring story about her then boyfriend’s marriage proposal in Paris.

And for Punam https://paeansunpluggedblog.wordpress.com/2020/03/14/first-love/ whose love poems makes you wanna fall in love all over again and go to Paris, the city of love

And more love for everyone as we battle the current health scare❤❤❤