Weeks is passing so fast as the winds in the field
Suppose thee heart will rejoice in happiness
Suppose my thinking will fly unto your beneath
And will merry like the singingbirds under the tree
Listless is lying in my head
Half naked decisions playing in me
Misgiving worries is eating thee joy
And throwing out the bucketlist on fire
Oh Paris! friends are dreaming of you
But myself interest is in ill
Nor an imagination of Eiffel tower selfie pic is unseen
And Disneyland plan is at stake
Upcoming month be good at me
Encircled me with enthusiasm
Electrify me with ardor for love to see the louvre
And Paris will accord in one's life mirth
And shall my heart digest my soon to be travel
F.A
20102015
