Lunch trick or treat

Sometimes during lunch, I just wanna check into somewhere private, quiet and hold u tight. Mirrors, lotsa mirrors everywhere, sunlight rushing in to the many you(s) and the many me(s) while the skyline gazes over us. The city conquers me and I shall conquer you. Please do not rush. Leave your hair resting on me when you are done. Later, we shall go back to our cubicles and go on pretending with our lives.