we exchanged
phone numbers, addresses,
and a last kiss,
knowing we'll never see
each other again.
my heart somersaulted to my stomach
as he ran his fingers through my hair
and held me - a moment
I was dying to frame freeze,
and keep posted next to my heart.
I wished fervidly
that les voyageurs would stay
just one more day. But no.
They left singing,
my heart swooning.
Where are you now, Paul?