Going from Marienbad

I saw lovers on the U-Bahn
Pressed against each other like nesting birds.
I read maps that showed the way
From Alexanderplatz to Marienbad.

In the morning, my grandfather took his tea
From a glass cup, and looked at Germany.
When night came, we walked the maze of Berlin
He spread his umbrella beneath the sky.
In the glow of storefronts, I saw lonely faces.
I heard the rain, and songs.

I wonder if I will ever feel what it is like
To be lovers on the U-Bahn,
Going from one city
To a country of strange faces.

- M. Rephun