A poem I wrote in front of the Eiffel Tower

no Doubt

dirt felt of crisp ground

lies beyond a tower no doubt

pink in color all around

oh how i feel sparkled

lines so fine

inside lies vast motions

energy quiet & sound

as people pool into the brown

blue, oh she's blue now

sunset of orange and peaches

has said goodbye and I'm

left with numb toes ears and heart

I feel nothing but

the tower beyond thats no doubt.

Thursday June 30 22' @ 22:23