Love Poem: A Steady Drum Rhythm

A Steady Drum Rhythm

The city in the summer nights,
Beats a steady drum rhythm. Slow

Living does RHYME with time. 
Strange be a drastic decision
Proceeding without permission.
Bad luck? Nothing but superstition.

Lying leads to reprimanding in. The 
Lime light to pretending.

Love letters lead to a romance rekindled 
And some slow dance of remembrance
As a symphony orchestra played late
Into the AFTER THOUGHTS of midnight' s
Afternoon.

Worthy of a perfect dream to much to
Conceive, which gives birth to unbelief
And the RETURN TO REALITY. 

The city in the summer nights. 
Beats a steady drum rhythm. Slow.