Love In Paris
Sitting alone talking to the moon,
Dipping my toes in the pond hoping
You would find me ,
The Owl and the birds singing their songs
This tiny little angel of a butterfly just past me by
With the tears in my eye's
This love of mind is far away from me you see
And my heart cry's to him ,
''Paris '', I were he is ,
Si-ping on Red wine I think going about his life without me ,
Oh moon what should I do ?
Why do love have to be like this ?
What did I miss ?
What is that over there?
Is it the star that acts as if it cares !
It's two little angels with love in there mist
Playing on heaven's slide.
The music of the night the songs of the wind
Takes me back to ''Paris '' again .
Poetic Lilly Emery (c)