San Francisco Part IV

Posted on May 31, 2012


San Francisco Part IV
[C: 05-16-2011 U: V2.8 T:P R:1]

And so the night crawls in, with the clouds and the weather.
Sun sinks, moon raises. Desire, to explore dies.
Returning home, good yes?

And so I march to the bus, no dash. I sprint, to the last
bus home. As I enter, I look back at the city.

Bathed in moonlight, I leave the Golden Fate Bridge.
Such a fun journey, lost in time.

I wonder when I’ll return to this nimbus maze?

Magen Kumquat [ Journey, Trip, Adventure, Bus , City, Poetry ]

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