Under The Streetlights. Poem by Michael Cochrane
Under The Streetlights.
In the quiet hum of city nights, I found you under the silver streetlights, we met in a gaze like whispered rain. Soft like dreams and sharp as frost, we walked in time amongst falling snow, you took my hand through darkened streets, we wandered slow until morning came, as night slipped away.
Michael Cochrane ©️ 2024
Sunday, October 27, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: city,dreams,rain,silver,snow
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