police cars…
police cars, police cars
I see police cars everywhere
why do they follow me?
what do they want?
was he ever real?
my policeman, who was he?
he danced around in my purple pants
he ate all my camembert cheese
he said it was his favorite
he thought it was funny that I got a free haircut…
at the modeling studio
he was so ‘charmant’
his grin and sparkling eyes
he sang in my ear…
and told me ‘moi aussi’ and ‘tu me manque’
he took me to couscous…
and he gave me sweet green tea
I am sad, I miss him
my policeman
JANE Á PARIS
Copyright ©2008 JANE Á PARIS
POLICE CARS
Someone I loved and lost. He was my French policeman.
Rachael Hope, 6 months ago
oh wow I think I just fell in love with this!!
“he danced around in my purple pants
he ate all my camembert cheese
he said it was his favorite” Those lines are just fantastic! I really like this so much!!
Ushna Sardar, 6 months ago
beautifully done Jane!
JaneAParis in reply to Rachael Hope’s comment, 6 months ago
Thanks Rachael. I had great inspiration for this writing. I miss my policeman. Smiles from Jane.
JaneAParis in reply to Ushna Sardar’s comment, 6 months ago
Thanks Ushna. Smiles from Jane.