If you won two free plane tickets, where would you go?
I’d drift to Rome with skies so wide,
Where time and beauty softly collide.
A gelato in hand, lost in art’s embrace,
Love writes itself in every place.
If you won two free plane tickets, where would you go?
I’d drift to Rome with skies so wide,
Where time and beauty softly collide.
A gelato in hand, lost in art’s embrace,
Love writes itself in every place.
What are your future travel plans?
Not just places, I seek pauses in time,
Mountains that breathe, rivers that rhyme.
Journeys where the heart feels seen,
Not miles, but moments, in places serene.