from bricklane when it was cold
and i was still in love with you
still discovering you
they change colors and
it's good at night to see
different colors whenever you open your eyes in fear
i have many words for you but i can't say
anything
anything to your bridges anything to your bricks and trees
in the parks anything to
your smiles laughter demented homeless
anything to your despise to your shyness
anything to your buses
i keep a secret to me about you
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