Black shoes pad the asphalt in the thick deep night.
A wavering shadow slithers under a streetlight.
Breezes snag up her loose ebony attire.
Soft black emotions sound like fire within fire.
She turns and tears fall from her cheeks,
to the ground, to the pavement.
A man steps off his old porch that creeks.
She brushes fast past him, leaving her scent.
Her silhouette disappears in the night
as her shadow drifts out of sight.