Amongst the streets when sun was set,
amongst the sleaze and grim,
were gems and doors to be discovered.
under neon signs.
Drinks were drunk and laughs were had.
But before we could be friends,
people passed and time was spent strolling the streets
when sun was set.
In the sun, when water flowed and things were left un-said,
like how the locals whistled at us because of your pink hair
amongst the streets and through the doors
whilst under trees
flitted sparrows
we drew and spent the time
talking about our dreams and cares.
when the sun was high
Moments past that felt like memories.
Embraced and filled the heart.
coloured dresses floated between the stones
we searched and looked for famous painters
never to be found
amongst the gold and mausoleums
moments at a time,
chasing cats and laughing loud down the cobbled stones.
Plates of crepes, chocolate, coconut – ice cream
we drank beer, and laughed
about what was next, but here and now
was all that mattered
upon our tanned skins we knew how summer was spent.
Glistening bridges, in the distance filled our eyes,
names scrawled of love and friendships
for ever locked in time.
amongst the streets when sun was set,
amongst the sleaze and grim,
were gems and doors to be discovered.
under neon signs.
Drinks were drunk and laughs were had.
But before we could be friends,
people passed and time was spent amongst the streets
when sun was set.
Underneath the eiffel tower
scrawled upon the skin was cats and being little
we laughed and drank the cheap
fizzy, wine that flowed
past our lips and laughs were had amongst the hazy glow
as we walked past, doors and windows,
where people laughed, loved and cared
amongst the cobbled stones
and through the doors
time was spent and friends were made
laughs were had and boris johnson’s hair was magic
and upon skin and in our hearts was etched
all we had seen.
– By Ella Masters
Ravishing!
beautiful x
I love you so much Ella, this is beautiful <3
very nice picture!!
I throughly enjoy'd reading this and it has been beautifully composed.