This city is like you...

Sometimes
Finding you in the city
Is like seeing in you
City mine,
Absorbed
Involved
In her own way,
In the crowd,
In misty sweet afternoon fog,
On the street selling wares,
On walks tireless by the footbridges,
On carts selling little jewels,
On movie posters spread wall to wall,
On a sublime descent of a nightfall,
On lighted grass bluish green
On pieces of earrings hanging like dreams,

Sometimes...
Finding you in the city
Is like seeing in you
City mine...

(Note: the photograph attached is of my better half, buying something,on the street of my city of joy, Kolkata,)