Buy Pont des Arts Springtime in Paris.
As always at this time of year,
the most beautiful city in the world
becomes radiant and ethereal.
Crossing the Pont des Arts bridge,
Mademoiselle Simone feels
the quivering of renewal.
There is a je-ne-sais-quoi that tingles the nose.
It must be the delicate fragrance
of the Seine wafting up towards her.
Maybe, it is the perfume of freshly-cut
grass emanating from the Jardin de l'Infante.
Unless it is quite simply
the lingering scent of timid,
fragile rose petals blossoming.
Soon, Paris will be blooming, and lovers will be
strolling hand in hand on the Pont des Arts.