Cityscape

There’s something about
this vastness
that gets my mind
thinking of you.

Where sequoia dreams
and sculpted cloud oases
know your name
by the ringing of my own voice

like air guitar on the moon
…some kind of
ebb and flow drift
carrying your smile
along with the rain.

There’s nothing nostalgic
about us
but these floral pheromones
don’t lie
when married
to your addictive fragrance.