november travels: to paris again, again

12th to 18th
I have been to this city twice before
and each time experienced it in a different season,
this one was the best
autumnal
and golden

my heart expanded ten-fold
that I could retrace steps
with my lover
that I could see the sky
with a new hope
and optimism
for what lies ahead

that I could look past
all the tourist-garb
and see this city
sighing and heaving
and unfurling

and I found myself loving scenes like this most
a woman carrying her baby and her shopping
past a wall of climbing vine

a city
with real people
living
and breathing

as trees do.