the lovers of Boulevard Saint-Germain

the lovers of Boulevard Saint-Germain

there is permanence, woven into the way

you hold one another; delicate, yet insistent, speaking

of love found. the trembling fountain, hushed

momentarily in respect. we watch you, each paused

as we swallow down the sudden indigestion of envy.

we, the early morning drinkers clinging to cigarettes.

you, the lovers of Boulevard Saint-Germain.