I awoke in France,

an interior of shabby chic decor with a variety of plants
I glance,
and notice how in and out of balusters on the staircase vines dance

becoming both common and commonplace was romance,
colors that luster putting me in a trance;

powder blue and pale pink to enhance

je passe une bonne journée (I’m having a good day)
I leisurely walked down the Champs-Élysées

after stopping by a cafe,

that was near the Airbnb where I stay

bichon au citron, the pastry of the day

on the champ de mars I lay,
I had never visited Paris before in May