French by Shreyas Karanth
What does this special place hold for us?
The city of love as it’s called,
The charm of Paris is always surprising
From Autumn branches and sun kissed faces,
To blurry skies and cold winter nights,
Everything sets the mood right
We might be seen in a café,
Sipping dark bitter coffee and having freshly baked du pain
Or seen sitting at a mini bar,
Tasting the classic French wine young and drunk, but ever so lively
Holding hands, exploring the scenic beauty and the depths of Paris,
And admiring the artistic expressions of love,
Enjoying the good times, we vibe
There is an intoxicating feel in the air of this city,
French after all
Aesthetically beautiful yet dark,
The city of love remains in our hearts forever
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Good one Shreyas
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