The city

I live in a city,
of mysterious corners,
strange moods,
and arty streets.

The lights twinkle above me,
spreading a smile across my face,
in the distance I can see,
the sea.

Hands held,
laughter builds,
shouts echo,
and white jets of breath appear.

Everyone's dressed for winter;
coats and scarves.
WOOOSH,
kids scoot past,
Nike shoes flashing.

Students pile onto buses,
laden with suitcases,
and christmas shopping,
time for home.

Snowflakes fall,
upon cold noses and feet,
as I disappear,
trying to be discreet.

Wrapping my arms,
round my beautiful girl,
its the 21st December,
and I'm fast asleep.