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
