The House In The Alley Poem by Jesus Diaz Llorico

'As I gently stroll
Along this alley
Beneath this moonlight
And darkened trees
With soundless footsteps
That suits this placid night
And just a few distance
Is this house in sight
It's metal gate
And painted walls
Has enchanting intensity
That I recall
Even it's roof filled my dreams
With awesome mystique
And tender wonder
For when I step in front
As I was near
In it's lighted windows
I clearly hear
A music and soft laughter
That was so fecund
Love that is so much brighter...
This lost love and past desire
Has left a deep
And lasting scar
That as I comprehend it seems
It's now a place of golden dreams
And as I stroll away
From this alley
With shaking hands
And trembling knees
This fine landscape of the night
No stars, no stars will ever shine
For me tonight.'