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Streets of Paris




A silk sheet memory

You kissed me, no sleep

Did we or was it just a sweet dream


Red wine, midnight

Blue eyes, hold tight

White lies, figure it out in the morning light



We were like two lovers

On the streets of Paris

Strangers under city lights

Our hearts were careless

Running full speed into

Reckless abandon

Not knowing where we were going

Just drowning in the moment

Like two lovers

On the streets of Paris


Slow moves, vinyl blues

Perfume, tattoos

Ooh, time was all that we had to lose


© 2019           John Cirillo/ Sydney St George/Jake Saghi  

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