The Armenian and the Liverpudlian

The Armenian and The Liverpudlian It’s hard to see sometimes How chalk and cheese can mix so perfectly Makes you wonder how the differences of character Can work together He, all forthright respect and daily clarity She, all winsome wishes and artistic poetry And yet somehow they relate to each other By default They weave and intricate pattern Of threads in reality And threads in dreams Football, Liverpool FC runs in his veins A passion and obsession His pride and his downfall if they win or lose Staunch supporter he remains Though quieter now than times gone past Art and music, a dancer, she, of ballet precision A passion and obsession With such flare and grace and delicate turns of love For the folklore rhythms of ancient songs A picture of music’s expression in her form Eight languages she speaks, Eight ! While he falters on Liverpool accent But captures the essence of a foreign tongue Chef he is of delicate cuisine And she of wine’s pallet appreciates Never have I know two such complex differential lovers That intertwine and mingle so well Or seen such ready acceptance of each other In people prepared to accept any stranger For who they are How far apart did their lives begin Liverpool England Yerevan capital city of Armenia What wild horses drew them together What turns of fate Could bring this poetess And this football obsessed Man and woman Together You have to ask But through all their trials They remain together And in a few months they will be married Do you know when you know That something will last forever They will I am sure It’s a strange but cheese and chalk thing That mixes together so fluidly But of all the things that brought them Together so perfectly It is Love, respect and Honesty Both of them Have these admirable Qualities To your future my friends May you live in blending love Always