6th Ave, Soho/Tribeca

Always fashionable, slightly in decline,

a mix of industrial and romantic lines,

at Duarte Square (under construction),

I wanted to kiss you, but I couldn’t.

I tried to picture my man there,

stopping off at an Italian cafe

drinking aperol spritzes

as we watch the couples walk their chocolate-colored dogs

But the pictures of him didn’t stay;

I couldn’t see him here.

I need someone here, to make out

with, to hold close, to show any known affection—

I am lonely as an island in this city,

savoring a touch, a look, a want,

I want love to be simple,

especially here.

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