You put your love on the water
with your mouth you say
Those sweet waves are for my beaches my coast
Not an obsession, more than a delivery
You put your love on the road
With your body you say
Those sweet wheels are for my asphalt
not a fixation, or a vehicle
You caught yourself wishing
For something not tangible
Still I put a love on your dreams
Not fantasies, more than goals
You put your love on this city
With your mind you slide
Those sweet trains on my rails
Not metal, or concrete
No viciousness or anxiety
A heart as a symbol for the city
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