Sunshine In This City

I’m looking for your face
Down these blocks, in the train
I keep thinking that these doors will open
and you’ll walk in.
I stand on the corners of these streets
Waiting for the light to turn green
I keep thinking you’re standing across somewhere

Looking at the way I walk, the rhythm in my feet
I fix my hair, I wear these clothes
I live
I be
In every little way
Just the way you’d want me to be
I don’t speak to strangers
Never look with anger at the eyes that devour me
I never run to catch buses
I walk, because you’ll be seeing.
I always look out windows

In the distant alleys, behind shadows of trees
I smile while staring at walls
At the smallest of moments
That cross my mind
I think about you more often than
I should
Maybe even more so
Than I knowingly breathe.

I be
This way and more
For the eyes that are never around
While the sun comes up to touch your face
There is sunshine in this city.