Consider this a bouquet of flowers
I offer as I swoop you in my arms
and carry you up the Eiffel Tower,
all 600 steps, to elegant charm
of Le Jules Verne Restaurant on level
two, where Chef Alain Ducasse will honor
you by creating Crepes Sarah. He’ll tell
you how beautiful you are (a fawner
who never lies, this guy) and I’ll concur,
as always. Night will gather around us
as we gaze at Paris below, ochre
shore lights lining the Seine. Our eyes focus
on stars. Alone on the dance floor, we sway
to the Gershwins’ Our Love is Here to Stay.
Roger Armbrust
February 13, 2012
