Paris

s
c
r
i
b
e
d
upon
this
body
of
river-
banks
fragile
as
paper
your
bright
monuments
your
dark
intentions
your passion
plays and your
fireworks spinning
around a skymark potent as
a pen
in the
hand of a
secret lover
___________
PARIS
a flute
in the
mouth of a
sleeping faun
___________
PAPYRUS

© Helen Sword