Sacre Coeur de Montmartre for sure
that was such a beautiful day
up 222 steps my love I carried her
a view of Paris like no other way
then there was the other 222 to do
that motion when we ended the day
down the stairs of Paul albert's rue
it was such a beautiful day
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Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: we had the blandest meal at a private restaurant that day. No spices at all not even salt or pepper. it was back when i was in shape and could carry 112lbs on my back. memory 1, of Paris trip
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We had our honeymoon in Paris, I carried the bags.
The good men carry the weight and allow the women to enjoy the trip.
Who are you calling good??
But I don't mind.
It sounds like you made it to the heights of love, those 222 steps always to be remembered. Such a lovely write!
thanks
back only hurt for a couple days.
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