sunday morning
walking with you while the city walks by
frenzied footsteps of hurried lives
hanging on espresso coffee drunk black
bodies flung on a grinding cable car
huffing up on a hill
the restless mad rush of humanity
and so many of them...
but all that i see
is the indelible smile upon your face
eyes plucked from heaven's artwork
and set to gaze at me
with eagerness that leaves me breathless
as i strive to match your long strides
rebounding with the pleasures
of you and me
found…
i only see the city with your eyes
wander like a tourist with a mission
i will explore you
your eyes
your smile
your long strides
until we once again walk side by side
your hand in mine
oblivious to the city
on a sunday morning.