Let's play with the light
You and me
Jostle on cobbled roads
And spend an afternoon
Take me out for coffee
One that comes in gargantuan cups
With leaves drawn in cream
By one sleepy dozing barista, backstage
Then let's buy one of those
Bohemian things, scarves and such
Lined with sequins and hanging down trinkets
Let summer not make us shy
Snap some pictures of the slant sun
On dusty bougainvillea
And a townful of homebodies
Awaiting an evening that never comes