On these Brooklyn nights,
as I inhale my peace
your scent fills my nostrils,
seeping into my lungs
like thick smoke.
On these Brooklyn nights,
I see my reflection in your eyes,
as mine find yours, framed in your face,
held in my hands.
On these Brooklyn nights,
I chase euphoria only to find her nestled in my arms,
while time grinds her gears slowly
to a halt.
And yet,
floating about the noise of city streets,
love caresses me with her tender embrace
as I melt into the wildfire that is you,
where all things are stripped away
on these Brooklyn nights…
