Bonjour Françoise…today you came into my life.
I walked down our flight of stairs, to see you there and at your silhouette I stared.
Not a smile you offered or a gaze you gave, well not in my direction so there I stayed.
I’m already under your spell of straight faced claims to beauty shining through your frown, but had I understood it was the road less travelled that I were about to head down?
Bonsoir Françoise…today I learnt the truth.
In my attempts to gauge the distance to your heart, I discovered this Journey had to be halted before its start.
In truth I felt a little sad, already knowing the news had to be bad.
Your heart belonged to another, this story is not new but just another.
Another tale of unrequited lust and affections, or at least those were my expectations.
Bonne nuit Françoise…tonight i learnt the real truth.
After months of admiring you from a far, transfixed on you as though looking through a jar, at a specimen of female endeavour, vigor and elegance.
I see it’s impossible now to relieve myself of your infection, so instead I pursued you in hope of a cure for those feelings, desires and cravings. As I drew nearer to the answer it felt as though i could hear the Gods of fate sing.
Sometimes your mere presence overwhelms me with your smell intoxicating, your conversation electrifying and your beauty awe-inspiring.
Your existence in my life is an assault on my senses near to the point of insanity, but a cure I did find in this reality, for no longer was this moment confined to my head…finally.
The cure for you was found in your kiss so sweet, soft and laced with passion my single life I would not miss.
Enjoyable it was to be in your embrace, soul fulfilling I found it to be in this place.
Now a new page, chapter and verse can begin…
Bonjour Françoise (the morning after the night before?)
To be continued…
by Alpha Maurice Cidade Cauwenbergh
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