city rooftops at night,
all the bright lights,
my keys and cherry cokes

blisters and sore feet
all the concrete
walking, talking, exhaustion

yellow taxis beeping
never sleeping
whirs and blurs

my morning tea
sunny parks and bumble bees
flowers on the street

subway trains and stations
becoming impatient
don't wait if he's late

July in the city
hot, sticky, and gritty
a bittersweet summer  

the best days i remember  
the nights lasted forever
emerald dusk to golden dawn

rings at riverside park
juggling after dark
the corner by the river at 12:32

so meet me at 27th and 7th
or 34th and 11th
I'll be there

in red heart shaped shades
and a long messy braid
a frappe in my hand

a pink polaroid in my bag
my feet will never drag
snap, shutter, click

there is beauty in every dusty door
and every marble floor
in every street and every avenue

if you're with me,
and you believe what you see
you know that the city sets you free