Streetlight Claims Desire, Said Barlon Mrando Poem by Keith Michael

night was glowing, and city life was as extravagant as I've ever seen. hand in hand couples whisking each other to and fro along the boulevard, car horns like trumpets sounding off in unison, as if the king was making his procession up to his new found glory. lets walk the center lines of the street at midnight, and dance like there will in fact be no tomorrow, so this night lets live on the lamb and ill be your balance beam. teeter on the edge with me and lean towards something undiscovered. the night that was so engulfing before is getting ready to sleep, and all i can think of is your silhouette dancing under the street lights