Parking Garage
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alecpanosI write for me and for you
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Parking Garage

by alecpanos

Concrete stairs covered in powdery dirt looks as grey

as the sky does today.

Seven flights led us out onto the empty roof top.

The smell of dying leaves and flowers coursed through the chilled fall air.

Your hair lifted and pushed from side to side

when the wind changed it's mind.

Ice cream cones in our hands began to melt

causing rivers of vanilla to appear on our knuckles.

Clouds that filled the sky looked as if they were smeared on

with a dull brush and thin paint.

Silhouettes of people in windows who think no one sees them,

taking phone calls from people who'd rather not be seen.

The sun began to fall, we could tell because the greyish

white clouds fell darker, turning to ash.

We were alone there on top of that parking garage,

there was no one left but you and me.

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alecpanosI write for me and for you
a year agoReply
@adelinefecker Thank you Adeline:)

adelinefeckerBronze CommaDeep thoughts over coffee...
a year agoReply
I love this so much! The descriptions and the personification of nature makes this moment so beautiful!

bernardtwindwilGold CommaGranddad & story teller, tomthepo8.com
a year agoReply
This was such a driven image inside my skull. The evocative words the lyrical tempo were incredible. Great job. I loved this poem.