City lover

oh, and I'll reignite with you under my feet,
like a palm to my soles, making me

feel a little soulful when revisiting
your streets, those rechartered grounds

my heart's already traced, like
the cheeks of my future baby's face:

half mine, mostly yours, dear City.
If there's any love left undoubted,

unquestioned, and beyond ambivalence,
it's for you, and no matter where I am,

your hands will keep holding my feet,
bringing me right back to you.