Lyric

Spring wind with polite words still mixed in

Two shadows reflected on the railing

The city blurs in pale petals

Measuring the smallest space

With my fingers in my pocket

Petals cling to the window

Slowly melting away

Calling you by your last name

My voice loosens at dusk

Only the lights along distant tracks

Slide by like a silent reply

Night View Memories

Cherry-colored fragments lift into the air

Between shallow breaths

Soft lights begin to sway

A damp night

Sweat tracing down your neck

Festival drums echo under the overpass

The rim of a soda can

Bubbles burst from where our fingers touch

Fireworks scatter

Behind closed eyes

Night View Memories

Neon thickened with amber glow

Moving in the same rhythm

Ice rings softly in the glass

Dry air

You quietly offer your jacket

The city sinks into indigo beyond the steam

Wind lifts fallen leaves

Slipping into my pockets

The warmth of tangled fingers

Keeps a steady, quiet beat

Night View Memories

Glass revealing clear indigo light

Wordless pages

Drift and overlap

Bare branches trace the sky

White breaths slowly fill the gaps

Night View Memories

Silver lights float in the cold

From leaning shoulders

Breath draws round clouds

Night View Memories

Finger shadows merge into one

Circling colors point the way

To the edge of a spring wind yet to come

Even after walking down the stairs

The same lights blink in the distance

Every time I look back

A new page quietly turns