In the heart of the city, under neon lights,

our paths crossed, igniting endless nights.

Our passion simmered all the long days

as if the sun changed in personal ways,

a friend to lovers whose heartfelt smiles

could light up the city across the miles.

A morning text, a phone call at lunch,

a memory of a touch to give us a hunch

we adored each other more than was known,

as if a mystery stirred everything that was shown

and made exciting the simplest ploys

to bring each other all the world’s joys