this city without you

on the subway their eyes burn into me
american
foreigner
i have never felt so special
so watched
so alone

we have been traveling for days
packing our weight in socks on our backs
exhausted from missing loves

i have listened for you here
turned my ear toward the temple
and waited to breath you in

so far away and yet my love for you
is exact
spilling from my wrist onto the canvas

i want to paint you, kiss you, take you into me in this park
this castle
on the tatami
in the streets
make you understand what it feels like here

on the subway
their eyes would burn into us
americans
foreigners
lovers