The Balcony; 0208

we are living in secret
barking at the cat in the sun
which is shining at last
and you ask if I will climb
the five hundred and nine steps again today
thank you no
two euros to cramp my legs I don't think so
not when I can wander the abandoned tracks for free
and steal kisses from you
in the unforgiving sunset when it comes
if it comes
some days just last forever here
but we've learned that by holding hands tight enough
the nights arrive faster
and kisses are given more freely
when the lights are out