Paris

Blue skies.

A gentle warmth in the air.

We walked along the Seine
until our feet began to ache.

Through the Marais,
in and out of little shops.

Past Notre-Dame.

Across the city,
towards the Arc de Triomphe
and the Eiffel Tower.

We walked.
And walked some more.

Paris was kind to us this time—

the light,
the weather,
the streets,

and all the little moments
in between.