Transparent


Even if the sun
hasn’t pierced
the hazy sky
for weeks now,

even if the streets
are still asleep
(given to dreaming
for a change),

even if this city
is left unfinished
amidst bricks, mortar,
and revised blueprints,

and even if
my neighbours’
shouting shatters
the silence

of the neighbourhood,
my love for you
still remains:
transparent.