that fall from midnight skies;
sentences tumbling from midnight cafes
between reykjavik and words that meander amongst narrow streets.
Lights are golden within sculptures that are affixed to abstract thought
waiters filling coffee cups;
a rhythm describing the music of the heart..
The wind chases streetlamps
that hover over the dreams of seagulls;
an exhibition filling the void of words unspoken.
Midnight draws conversations closer
emotion flows with the flight of wings that surround
like footsteps falling into a sequence;
the stars colliding with a deep blue sea;
azure in mid-fall time;
your words dreaming amongst coffee cups and candles ;
unfolding amongst the lights in a midnight cafe.