"Are You Dating Anyone?"
Yes, in fact, I am.
Not that it's any of your business but...
it's getting kind of serious...
everytime we hang out, I get a rush.
We spend quality time together, mostly on weekends...
he likes my heels, clicking on pavement.
Urban outfits, full of lure...
There are walls, but I don't mind...
I kind of like their aesthetic...old, new, original...
Always something to explore or breakdown.
Always something to talk about.
Bounce.
Rhythm.
Seeing and discovering.
At times, I can barely hold back my enthusiasm for our relationship...
when I get a boost, I call out your name, full of exuberance and love.
You give me so much, fill me up...adventures, dinner, late nights, train rides, cabs, shows...
we do it all.
We wax and wane in a symbiotic relationship, you always initiate.
We are equals.
We are a process.
We are always solid, no matter how I change.
Your hands are chiseled like a painter's, on my lower back.
I can fall into your comfort, secure you won't lead me astray.
Your eyes are brighter in the summer
dull in winter
an array of color in the fall
your breath, bricks and mortar, stay constant amidst the traffic in your mind.
and I run to your warmth, after days, nights, afternoons
willing to succomb to your offerings...
Yes, I'm dating you Chicago, it's been almost 5 years.
I think I'm in love.
Yes, in fact, I am.
Not that it's any of your business but...
it's getting kind of serious...
everytime we hang out, I get a rush.
We spend quality time together, mostly on weekends...
he likes my heels, clicking on pavement.
Urban outfits, full of lure...
There are walls, but I don't mind...
I kind of like their aesthetic...old, new, original...
Always something to explore or breakdown.
Always something to talk about.
Bounce.
Rhythm.
Seeing and discovering.
At times, I can barely hold back my enthusiasm for our relationship...
when I get a boost, I call out your name, full of exuberance and love.
You give me so much, fill me up...adventures, dinner, late nights, train rides, cabs, shows...
we do it all.
We wax and wane in a symbiotic relationship, you always initiate.
We are equals.
We are a process.
We are always solid, no matter how I change.
Your hands are chiseled like a painter's, on my lower back.
I can fall into your comfort, secure you won't lead me astray.
Your eyes are brighter in the summer
dull in winter
an array of color in the fall
your breath, bricks and mortar, stay constant amidst the traffic in your mind.
and I run to your warmth, after days, nights, afternoons
willing to succomb to your offerings...
Yes, I'm dating you Chicago, it's been almost 5 years.
I think I'm in love.

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