Under clouds of flowers
raining down petal showers
she dreams
a cool nite air
of lovers fair
manifest romance
in the park they dance
Under halos of park lights so soft
Mournful solo from a rooftop
A lone saxophone weeps……
She hears in the deep of her sleep

Empty park benches
Empty paperbag cartwheels
Swept along by the draft
Toward the promises of
A strange new dawn