before the next new day begins

it's the roof

where we go to in the city,

at the end

of the day

when the heat has finally

died down

we have our chairs up there,

we take our

drinks

and stare out across

the canyons

of buildings.

we can see all the way

to the Hudson,

to the bay,

to the ocean.

the stars will come out

at some point.

we'll take each other's hand.

we may even

kiss, before going back

down to our

apartment

and make love, before the

next new day

begins.