The Sky of Paris

The sky turns blue like churning water;

Twists and turns and images remain unawaken

An array of distant lights simply shine through the summer fog

Two people stand hand in hand

Love spinning within

The women a gorgeous figure like a mermaid

Her hair sparkles like fire and her eyes like diamonds

The man

The bird

The it

Why would a goddess love him?

Distorted, hideous, horribly featured, yet both are happy

An image above projects there past life

Happy, complete, gorgeous

Their life has changed because of his disfigurement

Hasn’t it?

A dove loves a spider

A dear loves a catfish

A dolphin loves a pit bull

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder

Love is in ones hand

So love will always remain the same