Monday, March 15, 2010
My City and I
My city loves me most
When the sun's back peaks the horizon
Her glossy eyes project
What glimpse of fire is left behind
I bare not it's abundancy
My eyes shut the doors on generousity
Scurry for a calm heart
Seek refuge in her towering nature
Upon the cool calm grass
I observe her slow rotation
With the universe and all that is
Despite faults in harden places
She loves me
Like the blind, I feel on through
And as they pack to leave
Never to return
I pack to return
Never to leave
And so it is
This love affair
My city and I
My city and I
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