Dating : Poem: Meet Me In Central Park

When the dogs bark at dawn.
The exhausted Barista begins “Hello” 
A gentle morning yawn.
Wake up.
To the sound of the city.

This place will pass you by.
Time will fly like the blink of an eye.
So meet me in the center of Central Park.
The place where we walked in the early months.
Just exploring a spark.

We all have them.
Not all will last.
Just kiss me under the sycamore before 
This city is in our distant past.

Coffee and a stroll.
Baby, it’s time to go.
Just one more time in Central Park.
Back to where I felt our love 
at the very start.