Paris was everything.
New Years Day starts a new chapter per usual.
Pictured below is Paris from the Arc de Triomphe.
Paris, France
With Love In Paris
Bathing in the romance of the rain,
It drips down the streets.
Pat Pat Pat Pat Pat Pat Shhhhhhhhh.
Biting air wrapped in layers,
Holding my hand and laughing with the wind instead.
It does not mean to be so cold.
I locked eyes with love.
It’s fingers brushed my opening smile
And we danced instead of spoke.
Love came home with us too.
For that I am most grateful.
