Vendredi
A rainbow, cobbles
glistening after the rain,
a wine bar refuge.
Samedi
An impromptu feast,
chez nous, our little flat full -
there aren't enough forks!
Dimanche
Grass underfoot, I
am happy, the cool blades stroke
my wandering toes.
Lundi
Awake, I linger
in the sofa nest we built,
our lazy cocoon.
Mardi
Old lady in red
surveys the street stroking her
pink geraniums.
Mercredi
Guitar serenade,
in the little square where we
sip aperitifs.
Jeudi
As I run, it rains,
the hot tarmac smells damp as
my warm limbs cool down.
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