Beneath the Iron Sky

To the top of Paris 💗

I stood where the mighty tower rose from the ground,
Its arches stretched wide in a circle around
Like lace forged from iron, both graceful and grand,
A masterpiece reaching from earth to the land

I tilted my head and just stared up in awe,
At the countless steel patterns and details I saw
The higher it climbed, the smaller I felt,
Yet wonder was all that my heart truly held

Step after step on the winding ascent,
Each landing revealed a new marvel well spent
The city grew wider with every new view,
As rooftops and rivers emerged into view

The sounds of the streets slowly faded away,
Replaced by the whispers of soft Paris gray
The higher I wandered, the more I could see,
As though all of Paris was waiting for me

Then upward I soared in the elevator’s flight,
Through a framework of iron and streams of sunlight
The tower still climbed as the city fell small,
Till clouds seemed to linger just beyond it all

And there from the summit I gazed all around,
At a kingdom of beauty stretched out from the ground
The Seine wound below like a ribbon of gold,
Through stories and centuries silently told

The rooftops were scattered like pieces of art,
Each street and each garden a beat of one heart
And standing above it, suspended in air,
I felt like forever was waiting up there

Yet nothing compared to the fall of the night,
When Paris awakened in rivers of light
The city below wore a glittering glow,
Like stars had descended to dance far below

Then suddenly, softly, a shimmer took flight,
The tower erupted in diamonds of light
A thousand bright sparkles burst into the sky,
As gasps of amazement drifted nearby

The iron colossus transformed before me,
From monument grand to pure magic set free
It twinkled and danced like a heavenly stream,
Too wondrous for words and too perfect a dream

And there in that moment I quietly knew,
Some places are far more than postcards or views
For the Eiffel at night leaves a mark on your soul,
A memory that time can never control

Though years may go by and new journeys unfold,
That sparkling bright tower will never grow old
For somewhere within me, Paris still gleams,
A city of wonder, of light, and of dreams

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