Big city confusion, <br />Dazzling neon lights flash <br />Downtown intersection <br />Where exited people talk <br />And laugh at newspaper corners, <br />Birds perch atop old building roofs <br />And gaze at me with prayerful eyes <br />Mystically returning from a saint’s life <br />In a reincarnation mysterious journey. <br /> <br />I’m all alone in a cold night <br />Dying for heartbeats not my own <br />And friendly conversation, <br />Clutching a letter written in faded ink <br />Promising a hotel rendezvous <br />In a neutral city <br />Where we would kiss beside <br />Nude window blinds <br />And experience frenzied passion <br />More intense than Antony and Cleopatra. <br /> <br />My training is patient and silent meditation <br />While I seek revelation and self-realization, <br />And search for my identical twin soul <br />Waiting in a room with a secret magical number.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/more-intense-than-antony-and-cleopatra/
