And in another city,
When the lights have faded
Where the stars look jaded.
The couples hold hands
Their wrinkled skins
Clenched in unison,
Together we sink.

And in another city,
Where the sun doesn’t keep its date
The rain has a mind of its own
Cupid ne’er strikes on its own.
Lovers don’t fight here,
All quarrels are a waste
Most love here runs in a spate.

And in another city,
Heartbreak is not a norm.
Single, solos, stags
Words that all avoid
Like the plague

And I wonder now
I look at the mausoleum
I look at the museum
I look at the writing on the wall
I look at Memories.

Made by lovers
Proclaiming endless love
Against shiny walls
And painted nails.

Like most things true,
Love has runs its course

And in another city
Love has come full circle.