Traffic. Grinding, churning mixture.
Heat and Noise bombard me. Crash.
Anger rises. Red lights flash.
Poetry lives here.

She struck me from so far away.
Be still heart, my trembling hands
A smile and a quick, soft glance.
Poetry lives here.

The chance to share with her my heart
Her beauty feeds my fear and so
Here it comes. There it goes.
Poetry lives here.

On one knee and ring in hand
My eyes say what my tongue can’t
Unveiled soul. My heart chants
Poetry lives here.

We start forever with a kiss
Be still heart, my trembling hands
She’s in white. I’m entranced.
Poetry lives here.

More tired than I’ve ever been
3 A.M. The test goes on.
Cries of hunger. Brand new lungs.
Poetry lives here.

Back in traffic. Sordid mixture.
I see life with different eyes.
Child in back. Wife at side.
Poetry lives here.