URBAN LOVE
Her name was Urban love
She was such a sight to see
With her hair cut short and funky
Checkered dress above the knee
I saw her on the platform
She was waiting board the train
I knew exactly who she was
And so I called her by her name
Urban Love I see you
With your urban coloured glow
Casually I spoke to her
Whilst walking over real, real slow
Together in the carriage
There was no one else around
As we moved closer to each other
To Locomotive rhythmic sounds
I held to the rail
Urban clung to me
I stood Kissing Urban love
Lost in Urban chemistry
PICTURE THIS CHALLENGE - URBAN LOVE
By DANTE
© 2009 DANTE
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