Stars fade in between the city lights

Where there are Late-night eats and bites.

Come cross between meals cooked close to home.

Do I really know what I want?

A piece wants hustle and bustle, around others with a similar goal in mind.

While sunbathing, on the grass.

Definitely sounds like it could last.

What it takes to hear honking or crickets in the night.

Where the moon is the only light.

I wonder what it would be; to live both in front of me.

Where it will go, who knows?

But I'd love to call a place,

home.