Two Shores (Diptych)

In Paris, they found each other as if written into the quiet of the city—an unexpected glance, a smile that lingered, a week that unfolded like a fragile dream. The streets, the wine, the rain on the cobblestones—all became witnesses to a bond that needed no words.

Then the tides of life pulled them apart. He returned to New York, where towers of glass pierce the sky; she remained in Paris, where the air itself hums with romance. Yet across the ocean, their thoughts still meet in the space between heartbeats.

What the horizon holds, no one can know.

Two shores. One horizon.