05 March 2010

sixty-two.


gazing out.

i looked out of the window and
the glimmering of the city lights
snatched my eyes and twisted
my iris around the beautifully
lit light and held me closely as
if they were going to pull me from
my current location to nestle under
the warmth of their glow.

the city lights had me gazing out
dazing out, almost falling out

into the Lights of the city.