Uptown Love

Bronx Tale # 1

Uptown love,

Meet me by the 4,

In the corner of Kingsbridge Road and Jerome.

The Concourse is our runway in which

We  declare our adoration for each other.

We are confidants,

Our bond grows

As we fight the hits of despair

With resilient hope.

We are simple,

our fortitude resides

in our quiet humility.

It’s 5:30 am and our alarm goes off,

Day after day we awake together,

And sunrise finds us caressing souls.

It’s the start of a new journey

through the battlefield.

Our eyes are heavy with tiredness,

yet our hearts are luminous.

We seek to remain

In our sanctuary

for five more minutes,

And soon its 6:00 am.

An old clock radio plays

reggae tunes.

And the air smells like sweetness.

Everything is still,

we relish in our love,

Aiming to be immortal

As lovers of life.

Sharing our mornings and afternoons,

Our love has no pretensions.

A mixture of sensual bachata,

Soulful reggae, and audacious hip hop

Is the soundtrack of our uptown love.