Sunday, February 19, 2012

Parisian streets

Filled with stories, with tears and joy, with unspoken wishes.
These are my green lights, my squared stones, my roads to myself and to the world.
Each day, a new street awaits while the known ones seem to caress me. Each night, these quiet and noisy streets converge into one amazing journey...

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Frumos blog!