Take a break, let the skyline exhale—
Phillipa’s moonlight melts on the fire-escape;
Lin’s coffee steam writes sonnets in the air.
Renée’s laughter spins like vinyl, dizzy, bright;
Anthony’s sneakers drum subway lullabies.
Breathe in, breathe out—let the city heartbeat slow;
tonight we’re just syllables of starlight,
rhyming with the river,
unrehearsed, unfinished, free.