My mother gave birth to me,
I have two eyes.
One eye I use to see the world,
the other I keep for you.
But where are you,
where are you?
The ship roars, the ocean is far away.
Magnificent Paris,
is it still as captivating as the eye
with which I glance at you?
☘️
Thank you for reading. Your thoughts mean a lot to me.
Y.A.