the streets of midnight

September 6, 2011 at 1:45 am · Filed under spirit and tagged: midnight, Poetica, restlessness, the streets of midnight

the streets of midnight
call my name
as once again,
i wander
restless

i watch the nightlife
the night creatures
my fellow wanderers
and a passing comment
makes me smile

the heart of midnight
beats, ticks on
something in the air
beckons
and i follow

i never know
who or what
will cross my path
or why

there’s no judgment
here
in this pocket
of midnight

everyone has a midnight story
and i love
to watch these stories
unfold

the night crawlers
stroll out beneath
the midnight sky
in search of
midnight pleasures
midnight wonders
midnight secrets
midnight promises

my feet follow
midnight
night after night
wherever midnight
takes
me.

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