Walk

I love the city when I walk with you
The sky lights up despite the constant clouds
The streets once muddy now seem washed with dew
And I can see above the pushing crowds.
The skyline is a jagged lightning bolt
Flashing across the view with breathless grace
The slushy surfaces all seem to molt,
Leaving the city's gorgeous snowy face
Exposed to us, so we can, at her best,
Admire all that she can bring to bear;
The air itself seems full of summer zest
Despite the icy twinkle. Everywhere
Is wonderful when we walk out together
Even the winter's often foul weather.