the best view

In the dusty haze of dusk
when the sun glistens
and the night listens
for its cue
there you are 

as the early summer heat
meets defeat
and the pitter-patter drizzle
sizzles on the street
I see you

when glassy daylight shatters
and all that’s left is midnight matter
your glowing eyes amidst crazed chatter
I have the best view 

[there you are
 I see you
 I have the best view]