City Thoughts

I wrote this in the fall of 2007... enjoy!

Thoughts of you swirl in my head
Like windswept autumn leaves
The streets of Boston call my name
And I can’t help but answer

I walk down the busy streets and
Swear to God that Indy wind
Grabbed your scent and blew it
All the way to this ocean

For a second, but then it’s gone
And all I smell again is cars and
Cheap fast food, city grease
Oil and machines and smog

Skyscrapers soar, obscuring clouds,
Unfriendly faces pass me by,
I’d give anything for a familiar smile,
An inside joke, anything from home

I miss the cornfields
The purple night skies
The cicada drone
The quiet walks at dusk…


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