In An Old Street Poem by Carmina Abrenica

I may have embarked every step towards you alone
But reaching your greatest height felt like a golden throne
I may have left the well engaged crowd
But to have seen you bare made me proud
A dish or an item I may have chosen just a few
Coz all I wanted was to spend time with you
Down is a sight of circles and red hues
In the middle is where different stores fuse
Various intentions here and there to profess
But a poetess muse is the street travelled less
Never thought that somewhere a place to dine
Will be my ticket to unravel your untold storyline
I may have spirited away from you as it was time to depart
But your memory never will in my heart

MCVA
28July2019 11: 20 PM