*I love This City*

As the wind sweeps across my face,
and the leaves are scattered along the cobblestones,
the trees are swaying in the cool breeze,
and my heart is pounding, though not from fear,
it is anxious and longing for this beautiful city.

There is no place quite like the narrow streets,
the hustle of people as they move from one place to another,
and there that calm that sweeps all as they walk,
as each place can be characterized,
and every place can be reached on foot.

Bags across the shoulder,
music playing as they walk,
and all is soothing, all is normal.
The day has become something deeper,
a place to stop and think,
a moment to realize how lucky we are,
and a city where life is always abounding.

I love this city and every dream I've had has come true here,
every sight, every sound is what I've always hoped it would be,
and the noises, the movements are passionate,
and intimate and honest.
The city is such a soothing place to me,
I fit, I belong and I am in love with the narrow streets,
the movements, the open minds and the unknown.

I enjoy the atmosphere, the sense of not knowing exaclty where you are,
the moments of magic on every corner,
and parks and trees and cement.
I love this city, I fit, I belong
and every dream I've had, every hope, every desire,
all has come true here, which makes it even more special,
which makes this city even more brilliant.