Chasing Fading Echoes

City hums like a broken dream. Glass towers flicker spilled golden stream. I chase your

breath through a crowd in the street. Your touch lingers where your

hands used to be. We were lightning too wild to hold.

Struck the sky but the thunder got cold. Your name still laces the air

that I breathe. Are you somewhere still whisperin' me? I keep runnin' through the static.

Every shadow plays a trick. You're a phantom in my habits. Something lost I

can't forget. I still taste the words you left here. On my tongue

like burning gin. I keep dancin' with your absence. Like you're wrapped beneath my skin.