…wandering paths
over concrete, past wood
crossing asphalt
marked with paint, foot prints, spit, and history
faded and worn
renewed and re-crossed
steps where love was found
ran into
lost and sworn away from
ghosts pass by
voices for an infinite layer
upon layer
where tongues touched
eyes met
hands squeezed
buses hum
cars shush
and yells vibrate across the wires
of this city
forever moving forward
getting torn up
rebuilt
pushed out
and hung to dry…..
lights twinkle
as sleep overcomes the majority
and the football game is fading
into fog
of last season
the sidewalks tell stories –
it is written for the ages!