February 17, 2016 No Comments » Writing Advice Eric Keizer


I could smell you-

Deep lilac aubergine

Tangerine dream

Of French cigarettes

And café au lait mademoiselles.

But you pay no attention,

To cardigan wearing Napoleons

Or tweedy, university profiteroles

Who languidly lie in display cases,

Desperately trying to ignore you.

But I smell your perfume,

And imagine my fingers

Tangled in your glittery drama Of hair.

Your candied lips against mine,

Safe and warm in

My little sidewalk café.


It's YOUR write side, too! Let's hear it!

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