Timing

6am her day began 

Taking out her dogs and making sure everything was ready for when she left the house at 7am 

7:30 am she was searching for parking hoping to find something near work 

It was going to be a long day 

By 12 noon she had endured a sweat marathon like no other, but that of course was to be expected of a Sunday in June 

By 3pm work was over, the sweat was dry on her clothes and she was hungry 

She made her way to see him, a friend from some time ago 

It would be the second time they would see each other 

Connecting and putting pieces together 

By 5pm they had dinner and the pitchers of beer had come to a stop 

It was 7pm, they had taken a few trains, gotten a little lost and yet they found their way to Wall Street 

There they were, making their way to the top of the world 

Maybe there was something in the air, because that’s where their romance took off 

They came closer together without exactly touching and it was beautiful 

The affection, the love–it was something that seeped from their pores 

The clouds got a sense of it and they wanted to spread the love too 

So they made rain, making sure that everyone who was touched by the water would feel the love they did 

It was 9pm and they were drenched, as if they had decided to take a dip in the Hudson minus the skinny because their clothes was something they forgot to take off 

9:39pm came and their good bye pulled them in, it held them close to the possibility of something new 

And it began…Their kiss was sealed with light, and no amount of darkness could make it go away 

-Bionica