An Empty Street of Dreams
I stared into a night sky
no different than her eyes.
The stars were only tiny glints
each but a small tale to her story.
Midnight breeze snaps at my fingertips,
I sense a presence that surrounds me, fills me,
I scarcely noticed the beautiful woman
now walking by my side.
Her gaze holds me,
her pouting lips do entice,
but then, she was gone forever.
The night grew colder as the streetlights dimmed.
