As Paris was the land of mercy
And Today the sky blues like no ever reality but feels like a romantic poet has written his poetry in it to bring those colours of affection.
I was on the hotel
Staying like an ordinary person
The one who enjoys assets of life
I was on the room
When a French beauty crossed mine road
Asked for help and a bit more
I helped her
I was overwhelmed
Like any postman does
When he posts the feeling towards others
It took me a whole night passed on
For thinking and thinking
About her
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