A Walk Downtown

I took a walk downtown with him today, after work. It was windy out and he held my hand. Covered it to make sure it was shielded from the cold.

That path on Park Avenue down to Chinatown seems such a short distance. Not enough time to talk to him because he's such fun to be around. Today was a pleasant surprise. He waited while I got out of work. I didn't expect to see him until tomorrow.

Through the smooth concrete by Madison Park, and over the cobblestones of Nolita and Soho, we walked until daylight slipped away and nightfall came. The journey brought us to the end of Mott at Chatham Square.

That's our separating corner. We recreated the scene from our first meeting, our first goodbye that one Sunday we met for tea. Except this time there was much more...