Hard earth
under concrete,
greeting my feet
with every step.
Around me
a symphony
of faces–
then you,
in the strangest of places
we connect,
lock eyes briefly–
and for one
sweet moment all is lost
except for this
primal need,
carnality.
But for all I want, it cannot be.
Your frame so burned
within my sight
has faded long into the night
of the city–
swallowed up
and blended away
by the shadow thieves,
slate-gray and waiting.
I press my face against
the steel cage and watch you leave.