I’d like to see the city lights
shining in your almond eyes
on one balmy summer night –
I’d love to see what it’d be like.
I’d like to walk beneath the trees
over crunching maple leaves
orange footpaths and yellow streets –
would you like to walk with me?
I’d like to kiss you in the rain
on one crisp, wintry day
I’d lean in close and say your name
and you’d whisper mine just the same.
I’d like to pick flowers in spring
and fashion them into rings
and nuzzle into your white wing
and listen as the swallows sing.
Written by A.G. Travers
Art by Sonia Zanatta