When I fell in love again
In the bleakness of disguise
Shrouding me in what I once despised
Feeling like I’m back in time again
When all those memories were spent
Rainy nights and walks from college
Life was simpler in the warmth of youth
a semblance of discarded truth
what was once spirited away
is coming back to me good
as I fall in love again
just like people should
By Sam Fawcett
Parisian Poetry 