A Tale of Two Cities

We travelled to Paris
the birth place of romance
where I was punished
mercilessly

The city that tantalises the senses
where I was gagged and blindfolded
bound to the bed
and driven senseless

The home of gastronomy
where I dined on his spunk
that he fed my throat
repeatedly

The place where de Beauvoir, Degas and Satre
worshipped art, literature and logic
And I sat at his feet
and worshipped him.