Paris... city of Love

I biked thru her veins, saw her beauties and felt her shaking under me... sun shining over her golden layers and water flowing thru her body... she is mysterious and slowly undiscovering part of her soul... time flies, a café around a table on a terasse stops Parisians from running... three hundred and sixty eight cheeses, delicately melting their hearts, baguette crackles coming out of the oven, patisseries jewels catch our appetite and artistic sense.... lovers come and go hand in hand, kissing as the Doineau couple... art is love and Paris inspire love, aspire love...