Polished darkness groomed for a city <br />A city of pain <br />A city of games <br />A city that will blow your mind <br />Strangers are libraries <br /> <br />Ships of Venus by the moon <br />We wrestle with visitors <br />The normal is tragic and boring <br />Don’t you love a city at night? <br />Recluse in the lights <br />Confused like jazz <br />She walks into my life like a church <br />Now I am on my knees <br /> <br />Eclectic as Paris <br />Driven with the ambition of libido <br />The streets of Manhattan <br />Shops in the Village <br />Coffee like cocaine <br />She paints like Hendrix was alive <br />Central Park like Jackson Pollack <br />She says, “Baby, love is just a visitor<br /><br />Joseph Narusiewicz<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-is-just-a-visitor/
