New York and back to San Francisco

Our roads touched, our roads crossed again
In busy intersections of New York,
Where people get excited or insane
From air filled with music, light and smoke.

Manhattan sang, Manhattan danced with us,
Shook our hands and smiled as friendly boss.
I heard my energy vibration buzz,
Not knowing: "Why", while answer was: "Because".

I was attracted by your genes, (not jeans!),
Impressed with your apartment decoration,
When feelings, unexpressed by other means,
Where printed in the form of animation.

I  swam  like fish in clear ocean water,
Warmed be the music soothing to my heart,
And wished to study to create these photos,
Where spirirs could be seen with humans on the side.

Relaxed and pured by your quiet soul,
Connected by our roots and challenges of marriage,
I felt nostalgic, understood and whole,
While not quite knowing where to go from there.

Attraction, like addiction, just as strong,
Was hard to fight and silly to deny,
Impossible to stay away for long
Between the moments of "Hellow “ and "Bye".

Sensations will evaporate,
And memories will fade with time, I know,
But I am grateful to my graceful fate
For this experience of magical life flow.

My plane was high, my plane’s about to land
In San Francisco, where I feel "at home".
It's great to travel. Little trips will end,
But my unique life journey will go on.


Anomis
11/25/2004