Joyce To The World: Paris There is a vast emptiness waiting to be filled; there is a struggle for joy in a time of grieving.There lies the great divorce of love and loss - right where we sailed across the Seine, and stood in awe of Notre-Dame. View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize In trembling cusps of hands that hold relentless lusts of life in bold: vivid and stark, with works of art and hearts that cling though torn apart.And nights like these have proven true; no nights have passed without longing the nearness of you. TraveljoycepringNovember 10, 2017paris, france, europe Facebook0 Twitter LinkedIn0 Reddit Tumblr Pinterest0