It's the night of fascination!
Here is the fate that has ever beguiled!
Behind the buildings, the sun slowly fallen
But first set her eyes with little moons
Haunted now are the upstairs rooms
But I stay for I know what it is I might see
Maybe riding her bike below quietly
Wither my walkway or drag me to bed
But not before I see those green eyes again
How did I tell? for there you are.
From my window down into the street,
The bird I have kept in cage under sheet,
For her, its flight and music released
All in this summer of memories creased.
This week has been surreal; so tired
And the police lights do not scare then away
Go slash the tires or put out the sirens
It's not the way I'd imagined or dreamed,
This night so strange and unforeseen.
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