I stared at her curvy body covered with a hotel towel,deep brown hair dripping lust on her soft topless back shaped like the Eiffel tower,spraying the fragrance of COCO CHANEL on her long, delicate neck after the shower,Scarlet lips moistened with cappuccino, melting butter on a slice of fresh bread, a note on top of the bed and a red flower,I stared at her long, skinny legs covered with a midnight dress,deep brown pulled up hair with a heavy gloss that left my mind in a mess,spreading the fragrance of COCO CHANEL in a hotel restaurant, and I'm drifting into an abyssal unconsciousness,scarlet wrinkled lips dripping sweet words along with a distracting voice with a mysterious melody sometimes high notes, sometimes low, I'm listening, nevertheless,I stared at the clock hanging on the wall,I've never been hesitated to quench my thirst for her, with only one call,I'm tired of stalking her hotel room window and sending her an anonymous daily note to enthrall,For Paris is where I fell in love with you, and your love is my pleasing overfall.
