The City

City of night, of water, of sailing;
City of magic, and myst’ry abound.
Take flight on rooftops – ignore the railings.
Darkness is coming – the tension of sound.

Slice through the water off bridges of stone.
Revel in moonlight and glide through the air.
Keep to the shadows – let nothing be shown.
Running and jumping and – vanishing there.

City of lace, of statues, of climbing
Up stairs. Through alleys, then out in the open.
City of height, of depth and of timing.
City of secrets – whispered – unspoken.

City of motion, harmony, gravity.
City of things that aren’t what they seem.
The sun and the moon casting shadows. The city
That’s only been seen in a dream.