Love Poem: Dear Paris
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Written by: Melani Udaeta

Dear Paris

Dear Paris, you played me hard;  
I thought love was holding all the cards 
 but that was just the first hand;

Bumped into him sitting in a cafe 
we talked as the time slipped away 
splitting a perfect chocolate eclair; 

Enjoyed a picnic in the French countryside 
as beautiful as you described 
framed in a strawberry lemonade sunset; 

It felt like the script of a romantic movie 
He told me how he felt wholeheartedly;  
A true gentleman he gave me a rose;

Believing all of his talk of true love  
I smiled and I ate it all up 
hoodwinked by the screenplay’s magic ;

Dear Paris why that filthy plot twist? 
He was nothing but counterfeit  
and faded to a nameless character;

 The vision that you painted 
left me unbelievably tainted; 
My eyes burned by your image of France.