Cannes

Like a long cool glass of water
You stood with your back to the sea
The flash of the camera's in your eyes
Reflecting the star you were about to be.

Hearing your name shouted over again
You turn with an effortless grace
A sensual casualness to each body move
As your smile lights your fabulous face.

Dressed in black from head to toe
A salty  breeze ruffling your hair
So slim, so tall, so sexy and hot
Ooh la la, tres joli, ma cher

Here the world sat up and took notice
At this captivating mesmerising man
                                                                This was the day we'll never forget 
                                                                    When Robert totally owned Cannes. ♥