Le Marais

The winding streets of the Marais were crowded

with Parisiens enjoying a spike in sunshine.

V and I walked for hours,

chatting incessantly.

I've been charmed by Paris before,

but this time was different.

I have recurring dreams, nightmares actually,

where I am ooking at apartments to-let in New York.

My consciousness seeps into the quest;

cautioning me that I will not be happy with reduced square footage.

I awake, relieved to still be living in LA.

But for Paris, I would forgo my view, and kitchen storage,

at least for a season or two.