The Downtown 2 Saturday 6/22 After 4pm

The Downtown 2 Saturday 6/22 After 4pm

The subway was very crowded for a Saturday.

And you were there, in your funky little gray hat,

With your oversized brown leather bag,

Your khaki shorts and sandals.

It was like a moment from a movie.

We were maneuvering around each other,

and then the train switched from express to local.

I really don’t get the sort of feeling I got

With just any subway rider!

And I sensed maybe you felt something too

when our hands touched.

But then I exited, and I suspect

I’ll never see those beautiful brown eyes again.

It is, after all, a city of 8 million,

And maybe you’re just visiting for the summer.

If nothing else, I hope you know

you made an unpleasant subway ride

into something magical.

Ice Coffee Man and Ice Green Tea Woman

We were walking side by side today,

When curiosity got the best of me,

and i asked if you were drinking ice green tea.

We briefly discussed tonight’s maybe full moon,

that it’s the 3rd day of summer,

that far rockaway is rod,

Highline is ok but far away.

You mentioned you had just graduated,

I told you about my small biz.

Wishing I had asked for your number,

Or invited you out.

I white guy, goatee, shorts,

Green 70s shirt, painter, dj, poet.

You, asian, female, long hair

with blonde highlights, and a great voice.

Talk more? Meet somewhere

In the middle

under full moon?

Because...

....it’s summer I miss you the most.

People have come and gone

and yet somehow I know

that our connection was different;

I can recall the way you laugh,

Your touch (though we did not get enough).

So if you are reading this...

Xoxo

Central Park, 1st Day of Summer Holidays

Brit meets Boston girl

with half boston terrier

and french bull dog.

you are smart, fun, chatty

And tress chic

for a chica in the parquet

Would love to continue

Our conversation

Over a vino tinto one day soon

hasta pronto?

N Train Monday Evening Rush Hour

You looked beautiful

In that blue and green summer dress.

You fidgeted, flipped your hair,

and looked at your nails.

I admired the red strap of your watch,

even before the mother and her son

forced me to fall into you at Canal Street.

Respond and tell me what I was wearing/holding.

Maybe we can go out...

end up in bed together, jail, the river,

Listen to Metallica, eat popcorn,

or all of the above.