3/2/2019
i've been here before
i know i have
i've seen these sights
i know this smell
i can't remember
what it's called
or where it is
but i know
that i know
this place
i see your eyes shine
in the street lights
your face in every building
your smile in the sunlight
there is something magical
about this place
something that brings a grin
to my face
and a skip
to my step
time has passed
since i stepped foot
in this place
but i've been here before
i know i have
a familiar frown now replaced
by a once-forgotten smile
as i enter this space
and embrace the foreign
feeling of acceptance