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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 (All rights reserved)

 

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