In the Hustle and the Bustle

In the Hustle and the Bustle

In the hustle and the bustle
of the downtown tussle

with the ravings and the cravings
and the daylight savings

sore feet
dirty street
meet and greet

there is that moment when the words
don't have to rhyme
when comfort
surrounds your spirit
and you wear it like a pair of old jeans

that time when shoulders
release their tension
and the neck feels free.

Walking then, along the riverbank
holding hands
feeding ducks
laughing at an old joke

I see you there
with me