Is not the channel
Between my dry
Wry English humor
Your coy French
Champs d’Élysées

Is not a compound
Word that sentences
Us to doing time
Simply because
We got life

It’s the arduous strolls
Up North and down South
Beach by the bay window
At dinner in Edinburgh
Lunch on the bay in Sausalito

It’s the calm that follows our storms
When we agree to lay down
Our arms hand in hand
To recall that we have had
The time of our life