“The Streets
The Inner City Streets are still strangers to me
mysterious, beautiful and seductive
with long roads and sister houses
that share much more than concrete, wood or pavement
public displays of affection are visible on every corner
where a labyrinth of lanes and a maze of alleyways
kiss
with half parted lips made of
bricks
they are eager to tell us their secrets
The Streets
are dying to be discovered.”
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