My eyes perceive the sun and all its ways

My eyes perceive the sun and all its ways,

Her curves a sinuous path in the sky.

Revellers gather on the longest day,

Streets hold time in their cobble, youth belied.

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Herbed beurre holds soft flesh, curved shells tell time's tale,

As chilled bubbles rise and beg in the glass,

Redolent canard á l'orange inhale,

Rues rue days not cherished in Montparnasse.

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Sun sets, strawberry moon in solstice clouds,

When beats besiege the chest, awaken fire,

Two lovers meet to crop the land unploughed,

Zeus' Erato holds steady with her lyre.

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My eyes perceive the moon, its shadows cast,

Bequeath the tides and rhythms, seasons passed.