Thursday, October 22, 2009

Berlin Love Affair

Just like New York, at first,
A city that never smiles.
A city that seldom speaks.
A city that intimidates at the touch of boot on cobblestone.

Standing at the intersection, so many of them, wondering.
Where to go, what to do
And suddenly it all made sense.

And then:
You said, come over here, James Graham, I need a hug.
Suddenly everything smelled like cotton candy.
For days...

And then:
On the last day, you said, I don't know when I will see you again
And that makes me sad.
And I said goodbye...

I had no idea you would steal a little piece of my heart.
But you did.

I want to be in you as often as possible.