city streets & quiet bedrooms
- Feb 6, 2017
- 1 min read
Hearts fluttering in the winds of city streets and quiet bedrooms
Eyes glowing seeing the beauty in another’s eyes
Glasses cheering on the ends of nearby bar tables
Couples exiting, leaving doors clanging behind them
laughing while turning down icy street corners
voices shaking when reaching their destination
Faces blushing in the cold of her front door
One body leans as the other freezes
Moving closer, eyes meet once more
lips locking slowly, but surely
coming together as one.
Seeing that love does…
Really,
Exist.
One year later,
The two meet at the bar,
Not far from the icy corner of Barrows Street.
Sitting at the same stool,
Clanking a different glass.
Reminiscing the same day,
One year ago,
where they first met.
Laughing at life,
And the stories they began with,
before creating one of their own.
Leaving the door clanging,
they walk out the door.
Walking the same streets,
they did once before.
Seeing that love does…
Really,
Exist.
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