Waiting so softly with gentle anticipation,
my little fingers explore dangerous city streets
that hide under virtual black and stars.
I’m waiting for the real nightfall to cloak me,
to hold me close between mystery and obfuscation…
Waiting so softly with gentle anticipation,
my little fingers explore dangerous city streets
that hide under virtual black and stars.
I’m waiting for the real nightfall to cloak me,
to hold me close between mystery and obfuscation…