hOmEsIck

Bonjour, Bonsoir, Bonnuit,

In the city of romance

I stood there watching

Captivated by the aura

Exuding elegance

Of the magnificent skyscrapers

And statues aplenty

Shadowed by

A tortuous history

Remnants of kings

Laden with tales

Some of bravery

Others of treachery

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Yet at the end of it all

The emptiness inside

Shall finally be filled

As I make my way back

Tired, weary, and drained

..thinking of nothing but home...