Rainy Moody

The trumpet's sound reverberates off walls of concrete,
And twenty stories of window pane provide reflection for night lamps and Street walkers,
But the stars remain images.
The twelfth story man looks out his office window to glimpse the city life,
And for once finds contentment in a long night of work.
A nineteen year old girl at a club called Ground Level tries ecstasy for the First time
And decides she doesn't really like it.
A man and the woman he loves get caught in a rainstorm,
He finds her goose-pimply pale skin and wet brown hair completely Disarming.
The stars still shine over cloudy skies.