Summer Evening
Summer Evening
Ideas come to life
As I arrive at the small Brooklyn music parlor.
She looks deep in my eyes
Softly telling me about her day.
Conversations turn to a whisper
As the cello and violin prepare.
Gentle music is performed;
I close my eyes to see.
The departure walks down
A long straight tree-lined block.
Brownstones quietly reflecting
The warm summer moonlight breeze.
from the published collection of love poetry The Brooklyn Sunflower by author
Patrick Edward Tarpey. Learn more about The Brooklyn Sunflower at patrickedwardtarpey.com
Copyright © Patrick Edward Tarpey | Year Posted 2021
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