The Walk

Carrying you in my heart
Late in the evening,

Under a yellow tinted streetlight

Beneath an umbrella,

Along the red-checkered sidewalk

Under an early September rain,

Beside the crowded traffic,

Amidst the honking noise.

Walking… threading…

Dreaming… Brooding…

Remembering… forgetting…

The present… the past…

You… me…

Not long after a minute or so,

Found myself landed safely home,

Still carrying yours in mine.