Paradise is a person.

Tell me nothing, but that you love the stars.
Smile at me to kiss you in the rain.

When I fell in love.
It was because I saw myself in you.

We left our luggage at the airport.
There was nothing inside them that we wanted.

We were, "reborn through recognition."
That day, was the first day for us both.

We looked upon the world with new eyes.
And the world looked back at us, and smiled.

We cried-happy into eachothers chests.
We looked into eachothers eyes with wonder, excitement......freedom from the bondage of our pasts.