City

City - (poem by LW)

Sweet beauty bitch jewelled city, of delight to visitors eye, and twinkling like
a star crossed lover of fame...
in the fading twilight of innocence.
But when you lift your skirts, your beauty fades
Handing out temptation and enticement on a platter
Thrilling and beguiling the naive and curling the lip of the street wise.

Your heart beats on, the thrum of the cars and the voices in the streets
hidden in the alleys of the bewildered...
and the band noises thud on and on
And when you smile, we fall to our knees
Grateful for your attention though misdirected
And meant for someone or something distant and unreal

Time and Space are yours, as are the mudflats under your skirts
that tell the utmost truth of you.