Where did I go?
France
Where did I meet these people?
At the hotel
And where did I meet a nice man?
Outside the café
What did I do to that man?
I smiled
Was his name Fran?
He introduced me
He asked my name
I introduced him
My name was touched his heart
We did not need to stay apart
Cos we keep falling in love
His cultural personality was oh so romantic
Like heaven, we stayed in the cloud up above
And so we were in love forever
Author note:
This poem is dreaming, not reality. I'm always wishing to visit to France.
Although not this time because of recession though.
