MY ROOFTOP SEA OF TRANQUILITY

She kisses me on the lips,

transporting me to rooftops

with breathtaking views

I had never seen.

Central Park is my lush garden.

Tavern On The Green delivers

Grilled Oysters Rockefeller

and Blue Velvet Martinis.

A cell tower decorated as a tree

has a loudspeaker that trumpets

Leonard Cohen, singing Hallelujah

over and over again.

When it comes time to leave

there ‘s no way to descend.

I don’t know if I’m in Heaven,

but think I’ll stay.