Poem: Rust-Belt Romanticism

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I would kiss you
By an old factory fence
Where the steel was once made
Now that fence surrounds
Brownfield and discarded realtor sign
Weathered and beaten
But you make it all beautiful

I would hold your hand
By the old canal
No longer ships passing through
Gray bridge tinted in rust
Watching a sunset
Turning the old steel to pink
To mirror the sky
But you make it all beautiful

I would hold you close
As we pass the empty places
The dusty windows
They no longer greet patrons
The doors do not open
The glass is now cracked
The store now closed forever
But you make it all beautiful

I would love you
In my rust-belt wonderland
In my faraway dreams and adventures
Where every sidewalk stain
Tells me a different story
Every graffiti tag is a poem
Every long distant siren is music
Every old flyer is a painting
And you make it all beautiful

Love conquers all
Even rust

©2014 James Takeo

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