on the side of a neighbors house, on a humid august afternoon.
on the edge of a dock, in front of the headlights of your borrowed parent's car.
on the couch, in the living room that you share with 6 co-ed genius drunkards.
on the bench of a piano, in a locked concert hall after a performance of Rachmaninov.
on a ladder while installing potato artwork in a haunted carriage house.
in the bar next door to the bitter end, after a night of drinking with your friend ben.
on the sweaty dance floor after the clock struck twelve on a frozen new years eve.
but,
most importantly,
on a crack head bench in union square after a grey dog and rain shower and
love.
forever.