30/10/2010 (7 a.m., Pont du Mont-Blanc, Genève) -01/02/2011
Something streaks across the sky, and the city comes to life
Eyelids cracking open on the buildings of granite
The trees yawning and stretching their arms as the wake
And morning whispers sliding down the mountain, onto the lake.
Voilà. Short and simple, hope it'll be part of a great song. Comment if you like it! ;)
© Joseph A. Natali 2010-2011
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