It’s hard to believe that it’s time to go
that this time tomorrow it will all
feel like a dream
that I can’t quite remember.
Now, this reality seems more
than anything else – the rest of the world
doesn’t quite exist
out the corner of my eye.
For me, the river, the boats
the narrow streets and the dreamers charm
seem more real
than anything else in this world –
and elsewhere might as well
not quite exist anymore.