Poetry In My Soul..

Looking at you from across the seine
As I stood looking at you, your smile wonderful
Looking so young 
You have the youth of youthfulness each time I look at you
That's when poetry's walked in,   
As the bells of  Notre Dam peeling away 
In evening song...Loving that sound 
Walking across the river where you stood 
Feeling hungry within 
But my hunger's for knowledge 
Time's never enough to observe, soak everything I see 
In my soul hunger lives, hunger from within.
Wonder the lovely faces each and everywhere you see 
Worshiping in the distances in between
Faces new seeing him rejuvenating in love 
Between us, love so true
As if the sky's so blue descending to kiss you 
Refrain you must not do. 
As the leaves from the maple,
The chestnut trees trembling in the breeze 
Their scent...Sheltering from the winds.
Walking across the way 
at that house I stopped, that green door I knew so well
For am not stranger there.
My home of old the yellow windows the green door 
Like a fairyland where once love lived in a distant dream
On the boulevards along the way that little cafe 
I sat, by the way watching life go by 
Sitting all alone, on his cycle he came by 
Smilingly he whispered my name I could not refrain 
But to smile into his eyes mesmerised that here am I 
That here am I as time passes by 
Returning to where it begun
I write and write again it's not easy 
In that book shop magically, I lose myself 
Amongst those books you can scent the knowledge 
Those books of old getting lost 
Intermittently, lost in times time flys.
But the hunger still within 
By the window, I stop reflecting seeing the image of him 
In the reflection before my eyes 
Standing behind  me, flowers held high with a grin 
The breeze lifting his hair like a whisper 
His face adorable
In the shades of the night the starlight looking into his eyes 
As time goes by 
I can believe not, am home.   

                                             By Conni James...