The streetlight gathers the remnants of the silence left by the girls with a forgotten smile
It echoes the melody of sighs of the abandoned on the streets
The streetlight whispers in the ear of the lone girl with buried face in her hands
It sparkles on the desire of the walking legs of girls unharmed by the darkness
The streetlight encloses the sound of the rap and ballet coming out of the halls
It absorbs the rhyme and rhythm of the cosy honeymoon beds
It inhales the cool chilly intoxication the moon fills in every cup
It exhales the staggering steps the drunkards leave on the pavement
It adds psychology to the night dwellers
It urges the Queen of the night to hold her breath for the lovers to bloom
It witnesses the night palpitating endless possibilities
(and withdraws into oblivion to be at peace)
It shares the longing of the wandering darkness
The streetlight is full of reveries until the dawn reappears
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