Breathe, the City

Downtown Miami from Biscayne Bay, Photo by David Collante

I sit on a balcony
twenty five stories up
and listen to the city

it breathes
the salty ocean air,
and coughs up
car pollution.

the mood is peppered
with car horns,
the occasional siren,
she’s alive, the city,
my second childhood.

Night falls, it breathes
different now,
like a soft purr
in the cool wind.

It breathes mellow
resting next to the beach,
as it lights up
an array of colored lights
welcoming the night.