As I face a picturesque scene,

I found a corner here to sonder.

While breathing in the air serene,

The sights and sweets I choose to ponder.

Pastries and cocoa fill the space,

Welcoming senses that awake.

Surrounded by a bustling place,

Between the roads my path I take.

The pavements crowd with people near,

As the high Eiffel Tower pokes.

Like a wise witch with magic clear,

Dozens of spells the light invokes.

Gleams of the tower charm my sight,

This place is too much for a dream.

As I fall deep into the night,

The city lights begin to gleam.

And then my loud alarm clock rings,