and oldie ghosts were
in a deep sleep.
she came and snuffed out
all the street lamps on duty
i touched the exhaustion of the city
over her shoulders
she was placid
a city undressed with her...
morning laid between us
as a grey gulf
when she sidled up to me
she had left all her storms
off the coast
had become tranquil
Kıvanç (April 16, 2010
Washington DC)
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