I haven't posted in a while and although I have been patiently waiting for an inspiration (while enjoying the MOST beautiful city in the world- no doubt!) I have come to realize that to write a poem about my favorite city from the heart, I don't need to wait because it's all right here under my door!
Paris is...
...a place where one discovers
a sense of life and what it really means
where a girl...a dreamer
dreams her dream
and learns so much about her inner "me"
...a city that may seem at first like any other
full of lights, people and a constant rush
but the fact is it's simply not just that
It's a place where one finds oneself
where any artist can get inspired at any given moment
and where a child's cultural sense nourishes without limits
So, a dreamer...dreams her dream...
But what happens when it's over?
Changes happen, realizations
and after "Paris"...
one may never really be the same!
Great. And looking forward to be parised
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