amour et paris

it is said that paris is the city of love.



in this maze called life a place where people come to experience love.



to feel its presence in a walk or an ancient building or a piece of art.



to see it with their eyes.



to leave a trace of love behind.



to immortalize a piece of themselves.



some to defend it in this place where so many have loved and lost.



an artist might capture it on canvas.



perhaps a photograph.




i think this place allows people to see what was already there.  inside of themselves.



its just that paris has a way of waking it up.

2 comments:

  1. I just noticed that you are not only a photographer, but a poet :)

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  2. Sen told me you where here. I felt like I just walked with you in all those beautiful places.
    Safe travels!

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