Abandoned steel glints from the street light’s beam,
Masks long tossed carelessly on the ground.

Three young souls are intertwined,
Watching the glow of city lights embrace the endless night.

The shrill sounds of the city seem so distant
With two precious hearts beating so close.

He unconsciously tightens his hold on them,
Silently afraid of losing one or both.

Pale and emerald hands caress leaf-green skin,
Giving the reassuring touches they know he needs.

Deep blue eyes meet bright green, so full of loyalty and passion;
They turn to the caramel ones, so mischievous yet loving.

Three sets of eyes return to the night sky,
Searching for the stars above New York.