This City

— melancholy / a Poem

Photo by Etienne Boulanger on Unsplash

Blinking — blinding lights
Deep into the dark of night

Into the waves I stare
The wind — a tango with the lights

Lovers by the waterside
Soft tender murmurs

Busy-bees
Wide awake in times of slumber
Early birds, worms —
way too early way too late