And I Listen to French Cabaret

 

And I listen to French cabaret

At 1am.

I see her picture

And need Edith Piaf.

Somehow I’m closer to her

With La Vie En Rose and Milord.

I need the romance and mystery

Of the French;

Reminding me of her

And her dimpled smile.

Reviews

Beautiful words that follow through the music.

When I wish to be inspired to write, I listen to Thievery Corporation with the lights closed, leaving the screen to light up the room. I keep the room chilled but bereft of breeze. It freezes the moment and words flow free.

I can feel and relate in such beautiful pieces. This is a great read