onsdag 10 december 2008

No name city

I followed your footprints
last night as they were
dangling its way through the
snow covered streets

you must have pasted there only
minutes before, walking
your dogs

they sky was clear but my
head was not
thinking only about your
smiling face and your
sideway glance

how I wish you would
take me away
drive me to that city with
no name and carry me
over the threshold into
that lonesome quiet

hand in hand on the bead
listening to the sounds of
the city, passing cars and
unfamiliar voices

covered windows or not
wouldn’t matter for in the city
with no name everyone is

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