Paris
Sleep Perchance to Dream
By: Charles Giuliano - Nov 20, 2018
Paris
City of Lights
Such a delight
Last night in Paris
Elegant dining
A fabulous restaurant
Sumptuous buffet
Soupçon a la nuit
Teaming with staff
Black tie and aprons
Son et lumière
Incredible guests
Voguing haute couture
You work it girl
Parade of bearded ladies
Ancien Régime
A masqued ball
Fops and folly
Stuffed with foie gras
Like in Toulouse
That local bistro
Such guilty pleasure
Delicious exploded goose
Cooked in cognac
Elegant dining room
I burst into song
Loud and boisterous
So like an American
Utter barbarian
Belting Edith Piaf
Truly terrible French
With gangster accent
Il me dit des mots d'amour
Des mots de tous les jours
What did it matter
Amid dizzy chatter
Enjoying a feast
Fit for this beast
Rude cowboy interloper
Harlem Globe Trotter
Having a ball
Sloshing Dom Perignon
Just before dawn
Soft falling snow
Sound of the river
Outside our window
Far far away
Veiled jeune fille
Swathed in silk gauze
Head to toe
Simpering to and fro
Catching a glimpse
Such a pretty face
Descending grand staircase
Crystal chandeliers
Beneath flickering canopy
Spiraling display of cheese
Sweet moldy chèvre
Return to forever
Recalling ones savored
Decades ago during
La nuit de Versailles
A maze of desserts
Deranged perambulator
Jungle of cholesterol
Separated from Astrid
Vrai fantastical
Parisians laughed
Smug and snickering
Amused at my confusion
So utterly déclassé
Mad as a hatter
What did it matter
C'est dommage mon cher frère
Frantic to find her
Amid drowned gastronomy
Delighted reunion
Much to discuss
Arm in arm
Off to Les Halles
Breakfast of onion soup
Woke with such fright
Shocked by quotidian
Disgruntled citizen
Well traveled Gulliver
Just another Mulligan
Waking with Gallic breath