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Hotel de Ville, Room 3272
No corpse
Can be as exquisite as yours
If my memory fails
The trail of your perfume
Still remains and reminds

An evening of no delay
The moment was forever

Our tongues spoke different languages
Our hearts were seized in unison

We surrendered to the storm
Of illegal imagination

I lowered the shades
And the night became ours

 2011 David Greg Harth