Place…a poem

Do you believe
that if you travel

and fall in love
with a place

that part of you
will live there forever

even if you never go back

I do

 

I took this picture one early morning in Paris. Reblog.

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25 Responses to Place…a poem

  1. Yes, I think we’re still roaming around Paris.

  2. Yep. And I think a place can live within us as well.

  3. glowofmind says:

    I think mine is in Venice 🙂

  4. R.K.Russell says:

    I hope that’s true. I wanna leave pieces of my heart all around the world.

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