I am walking through these cold grey streets
Echoes of footsteps following me
Dancing steps tripping to lively beats
In London’s lonely soliloquy.
Solitude and my introspection
Are nurtured by the gathering dark.
I’m seeking the longed for connection
On the street, grey, cold, lonely and stark.
Footsteps gather close and draw away.
Not my echoes, nor of one I love.
What a sad day to feel this sad way.
Winter’s chill gloom sinks down from above.
A winter not just of the city
But a fierce pall of my once-light heart
Londontown you were once so pretty
But in this shade we agree to part.
I beg that time will heal your old wounds
And my new ones will by time be soothed
Find forgiveness in your desolate rooms
Filled by lonely souls, their glow removed.
Come, welcome spring, and hope’s urgent blooms
Vivid buds lie in the city’s heart
And in the hearts of love’s many grooms
Let depression’s loneliness depart.
Lift the spirit of men who like me
Have grown cold and long since felt the bliss
Of new love and loves vitality
Join them now for loves beautiful kiss.
Let their footsteps echo each-others
As they dance through Regent’s Park, smitten,
Echoes of love fill London’s boroughs
On alley walls let love be written.
Come summer and passion’s untamed heat
Love’s lust will sweep down the turbid Thames
Being with you, London, I feel replete
Basking now in hot love’s selfish gems.
(c) Dave Luis 2007 – All Rights Reserved