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A Vibrant Night 

At night 
When the city is 
Lit with lights and literature 
Locals and visitors 
Ambiances and silhouettes  
Dances with the wet backdrop 
And the foreground 
Maybe a  new York playground 
The smell of the sound of savory sausage
Sizzling on the nights grill
Salivating tongues and painters pallets 
Dancing trees an autumn  light breeze
Brushes by as the train underneath 
Zooms pass passengers asleep
It's so unique 
The smell that permeates 
Pizzarias  and eateries 
It's so late....but that's okay
Let the night be our theater 
Now who's that musical  man over there
Playing his sultry song all night long
He sounds like Carnegie hall
Her dress is fighting the wind
His necktie is flagging the taxi 

She's tipsy, he's dancing like Fred Astaire 
Keeping her balanced,
Smells the mocha  in her hair
Their equilibrium meets with the stare of each other
Falling into each other embracing humming that man's song smiling...

Anton Brockenbrough

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