You showed me the night in your city, the cold and the true...the silent and the meek while our bodies were close to keep warm. Your hands cold, and our minds racing, "How could this be?" Every moment is special and clean. Your eyes capture me...will I ever experience this again? Oh how the nights pass, and you skim my blessings. Do you think of me? Two artists living life to feel free.
You deserve the best.














