I want to take a walk with you in the autumns of Central Park
And to hold your hand as we gaze upon Paris from the Eiffel Tower
I want to take a Gondola ride in Venice while I hold your hand
And to marvel at the masterpieces in the Louvre, even when I wouldn’t understand them much.
I want to see the Mardi Gras with you. And be intoxicated just by your presence.
And then by something a little different when we go to a rave party.
I want to stroll the streets of Izmir and Istanbul, and try the special Turkish tea with some Turkish Delight. Because I know you like sweet things.
I would like to be there with you when we visit the House of God
And take awe in the splendor of the glorious caves where humanity was instructed to Read.
I would love to wake you up early on Eid ul Fitr day for prayers. And cook sweet vermicelli for you to eat when you get back home.
Someday, I wish to dive down and see for myself, the Great Barrier Reef. And perhaps also try to climb a mountain. Try, you see. I don’t think I am athletic.
All these places, I’ve heard of, and seen (mostly in movies and in pictures). And I’ve dreamt of always visiting them to marvel at the man made wonders; explore different cultures.
But today, I’d like to tell you, that I’d like to kiss you under the Cherry Blossoms in Washington D.C.
And that, is because, I can’t think of doing anything without you. Self realization comes in funny ways. I would be quite happy to share all these adventures with you.