Under the man-made stars
Her silhouette left silver dust
As she danced so quickly,
Her waltz so feline
I marked her as mine,
And she marked all
She treaded upon
The city air could not touch us,
Yet it blew light kisses
In hopes of being noticed
We found release in 137MPH runs
With no ceiling to hide under
Passing pairs of red eyed demons
That could only blink in astonishment
We spun our web through the streets
And called them our home
The night was ours to own
The city under an Eclipse.
Copyright 2003 little nemo
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