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Nocturne
The pensive skyline soothes my soul
As I wonder, what would it be like to be close to a waterfall?
The New York lights flash consistently
I feel as though the lights and I are one.
The feeling flowing freely tonight is vernal ecstasy:
The girl in me is fleeing,
The woman in me is emerging.
The taste of stale whiskey is left in my mouth;
He left it there after his exit.
There was no need to cry because the decision was mutual,
We both knew we needed to move on.
Puppy love wouldn’t last long here so,
Separate ways were necessary.
It was critical for me to experience the subway by myself,
The 2 train ran away with my fears.
The sirens pass through the busy streets below, almost on cue,
And that might take some getting used to but,
The nocturne is soothing my soul.
The lights are pensive--
I will close my eyes and the noise will be my waterfall.
