Montreal!

It is my fourth or fifth trip to Montreal. It is a beautiful city that always awaits me, like a lover from a foreign town. So careful, so calm, there is nothing I must do when I am here. I am just here and that is enough. I came this time to understand my relationship to it, can we be together for more than just a rendezvous? Would one want to live in their most favorite, beautiful city? To share a life with your wild lover? Aren't lovers meant for random meetings, entwined in the dream that in a moment it will all be over, and nothing will ever be quite the same. Would I taint such a romance?
Or should I leave moments of intrigue, question...
for my heart to constantly yearn for this place...
to come back to...
to come alive again,
when I am here,
and all heart melting dreams
wind into
one
tiny
moment
on a bed,
in a Hotel,
with foreign love affair,
"je ne peux pas de vous voir."
(i can't wait to see you)