children screaming
and a breeze
taming the sun
stirring the heat
in wide sweeping strokes
we met

laughing with the children
as if we weren't
and then a quick pit stop
and smiles all down the street

money
and the cigar man was on his cell phone
looking natural
saying something I missed
and we traded greens

sure
of course
indeed
isn't it just
like the way it's supposed to be
comparing things to shapes
as we zig zag
on and off
the map

ten thousand ways to say goodbye
only one way to kiss you