The night,

the best time of days,

at night,

the real people of the city

exit their homes,

and stomp on the ground

of the cobblestone roads.

I love the night,

the feeling of knowing your alone,

all alone in the street,

the pure cold emptiness

of the night.

The cool calm air

is easily breathed,

the smoke and fog

of daily clogging life,

a calm blue sky soon,

a calm blue blue night,

is how the world

should be.