Voila Part Ii
Can intimacy be labeled as de trop?
I don't think. My sister offers me critique
Of such silly actions! But I still crave more!
Our nights together were just majestique.
Before heading out we take aperitif
By the pool, in the hotel's lavish court yard.
My rocky passion serves me as leitmotif
In my love life. It's my favorite play card.
Dine and talk. Perfectly at ease together.
I like so much wishing you "Bon appetit",
With you my soul is flying like a feather.
You are to me more than a mere novelty.
Feel beautiful in a body so petit.
Your touch is oh so tender. Deja vu?
Strangers are familiar. We finally meet,
In former life we must have shared rendez-vous.
After dinner we head out to cabaret.
You quickly organize an old school taxi.
You stare, you can't take your eyes off my décolleté
Feel incredibly desired, too damn foxy.
We're finally there. One kitschy place. Garçon
Slowly serves cheap red wine to every table.
No one on stage but loudspeakers play chanson.
You were school graduate as I'm in cradle.
We expected to see a show of avant-garde.
Would like to occupy the place of your protégé.
Wish of mine you note but simply disregard.
One day I'll dress exclusively prêt-à-porter.
Another caress of night we have in store.
Waiting in bed. Finally you knock. "Entrez!"
All night we'll listen to music of the shore.
Ready to welcome you inside. "S'il vous plaît"
Next morning, early rise and you have to leave.
Gave me sea shell and CD as souvenir.
Rest of my vacation I'm condemned to grieve.
Imagery of you streams softly like cashmere.
Too fast but it's time to wish you "Bon Voyage!".
Final heady breaths of your eau de cologne
I inhale. Hate hotel lobby's entourage.
Time to finish that book by Jerome Jerome.
Next five days I watch mind's movie-reverie
Of us together. Quite soon I'll be en route.
Miss you. Will I ever see you? C'est la vie!
Have a feeling that we said goodbye for good.
On the plane back home I write you, mon amour.
I hope you reach your so longed-for Shambala.
My poems about you are cri de coeur.
I'm home. New life is here. Oh là là! Voilà!
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