'As I gently stroll
Along this alley
Beneath this moonlight
And darkened trees
With soundless footsteps
That suits this placid night
And just a few distance
Is this house in sight
It's metal gate
And painted walls
Has enchanting intensity
That I recall
Even it's roof filled my dreams
With awesome mystique
And tender wonder
For when I step in front
As I was near
In it's lighted windows
I clearly hear
A music and soft laughter
That was so fecund
Love that is so much brighter...
This lost love and past desire
Has left a deep
And lasting scar
That as I comprehend it seems
It's now a place of golden dreams
And as I stroll away
From this alley
With shaking hands
And trembling knees
This fine landscape of the night
No stars, no stars will ever shine
For me tonight.'
Jesus James Llorico
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-house-in-the-alley/
