7.14.2012

Bastille Day

I traveled the world and found you
standing on a bridge crossing international
waters, your foreign language so liquid, like
waves passionately cast against stone pillars
we knew each other briefly, intensely, saturated
I returned home yet your flavor never left my
mouth.

10 comments:

Brian Miller said...

smiles...there are def those places that stick with you...the passion certainly makes one thing of paris...i really like how you developed this....

Laurie Kolp said...

Romantic... I especially like the ending.

manicddaily said...

Romantic, sensual, vivid, and wonderfully distilled. k.

J Cosmo Newbery said...

Never will. Enjoy it!

Dana Dampier said...

Wild and romantic! Your words are so beautiful.

lucychili said...

a lovely thought

kkkkaty said...

A lot of feeling in so few words..about a place..a meeting..

Charity said...

So many encouraging words!
thank you so much!
Katy...my aim, so perfectly expressed!

jane hewey said...

your flavor never left my mouth...love this ending. a precious, love poem. ~jane

Lydia said...

This is sweet and sultry, and I loved it.