Looking out the crack of this window.... The night is ALIVE and the city of Tampa is watching. She feels every person walking her skin, the city breathes deep breaths and exhales the sounds of the night... My ears tingle with sensual emotion as i listen to the city take its breaths. I listen to the wind roll off cars as they travel down her spine, I listen to her cry out in pain as we barrel through her tunnels. Our city, Our earth, Our mother.
Can you hear her?
Do you feel life? do you sing the morning? Do you breathe the scent of the season? Do you move with the flow of the ocean?
Please do tell.
gnarlsbch:
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