​We travel – 

Together through the heart, 

Of this intangible city,

Through the vast network, 

Of veins and capillaries, 

That make it beat. 

A space is void, 

A space is filled, 

I capture seconds of stories, 

Snippets of conversations, 

And then they are gone.

As I emerge from the underground,

A couple kiss, connected as one, 

Hand in hand, they move – 

Through the city,  on foot, 

A love so pure, 

You can touch it. 

Kevin Brown © 26.07.2016