The street lights bounced off the slicked streets

As though ground level stars shining from my feet

The most euphoric of feelings

Reeling from the musk of toughened turf in the years of wrecks, and cheers of hurt

Overturned in burning passion for blasting the bastions of lasting hope

Interloped with opportunity and fluently cropped from the top

laying seed to the forlorn and dreams born in a magnificent city

Of seedy people
Shady trees
Volatile love
And the capacity to be

Anything you dream
In the Emerald City