In the depth of her eye there is a city that begs to be explored.
A spark of curiosity hidden beneath the patter of millions of feet.
The journey of how one step, leads into a million thoughts.
Each person a developing personality all of her own.
Time has no meaning here.
There is no swiftness, no haste where anyone has a deadline to meet.
A specific place to be.
The pounding of feet hitting the pavement.
The sound of her heart.
With lips soft and gentle.
It goes unseen.
This city that hides in the spark of her eye.
This gleam of light flickering in the skyline.
The view is just amazing.
There is never a wrong time to come out and enjoy the view.
The people here are amazing.
They always welcome me with a warm smile and a place to sit.
A metropolis full of fashion, living and breathing.
What I love most.
Is that I always feel like I am at home.
Whenever I stop by for a visit
Kewayne Wadley
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