Let us embark now, you and I, As evening splays out to The blue-blackening sky. Let us ride through Particular smooth stoned Streets, To incoherent cacophonous Retreats, To white table-clothed Restaurants, And mint pillowed four Starred hotels, With cherished friends And talk of noble feats, To dancing streets that Entice our feet. And indeed this is now This gallant moment in Time. Gales of laughter now Somersault through the roof pirouetting in the sky, then careen now down to tickle the tops of our heads. The time is now And always will be. No time for the past. No time for the future. They don't really exist. Now exists. Now will be the moment. Now will always be the moment. Forever, now.