The Secret of Streets

These streets I walk on,
Are streets of pleasure,
Of pain, of wonder.
Of worldly treasure.

Underneath this silence,
Are deep hidden secrets,
Cuddling couples, discreet corners,
And the lonely walker.

These streets, the sleuths,
Hear your every step,
The Bliss of the first kiss,
And the Pain of heartache.

These streets I walk on,
Talk to neither you nor me,
Yet feel you, and me,
like living in you, living in me.

~Sushant

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