Lines

As we sit in the darkness,
In pleasure and rest,
The subtle lines of the window
Panels appear on the wall.

Street lamps gaze through the glass,
And the outdoor world seems quiet.
Just the echoes of distant traffic,
An urban sound wave.

Hot and humid is the weather,
So we take time to move slow.
I welcome the cool evening air,
The low lights of the night and you.

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