early hours on the 6th floor
seagulls too loud
in the bright early morning hours
the sounds of bar fights
taken outside
broken up by friendly intruders
the ticking of traffic lights never stopping
even though no one is there
wind closing bedroom doors
the faint smell of weed in the stairway
wafting in
the steady breathing of sleepers
unaware
of the quiet love
surrounding them
© coldscars
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