Stranger Than Fiction

The sweet taste of love it is ever so sweet They kissed by the unshaded window in the room near the street That true love blossoms outwards from love's inner glow Is something that everyone does seem to know People walking by on the pavement of the caressing and kissing did have a clear view But none stopped to stare this to them nothing new In the twenty first century public displays of affection are quite the in thing And from most people not even a second glance kissing and cuddling does bring But the passion of the young lovers of one middle aged man did catch the eye With a rope looking for his donkey he stopped on passing by He overheard the young man say to his lover i see the beauty of the world in your eyes Which to his curiosity only gave further rise He said if you see the world in her eyes look again and tell me If my missing donkey anywhere in there you do see But the lovers went on kissing to his question they paid no heed They choose to ignore him in his time of need A story that i was told the other day And whether he did or did not find his donkey the story teller could not say He assured me the story is true but make of it what you may That truth can sometimes seem stranger than fiction it does seem this way.