I wish I were your Paris
I wish I were your Paris.

Your special lover, 
your pretty little thing.

Your secret keeper, 
your desirous fling.

Your safest shelter, 
your protecting wings.

Your favorite summer, 
your first day of spring.

Your anything

Your everything

But instead I am your Amsterdam

Your second answer, 
your time killing game.

Your makeshift wonder, 
your one night dame.

Your anger bearer, 
your crave aspartame.

Your fall thunder, 
your winter rain.

Your something

Your nothing



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