This reconstructed reverie, reverberates, repeatedly,
Rapid rolling energy, falls over me, intensively,
Sound and lights surround me, engulf me, eerily
Love abounds this dreary, ordinarily cold city,
Wrapped up in this synergy, this hedonistic fantasy,
Pleasures taken innocently, alter thoughts irrevocably,
Walk the streets so silently, do not disturb, tranquility,
Exerting grace effortlessly, flawlessly, impeccably,
Enticed by living dangerously, to break up the monotony,
Seed to sprout to flourished tree, nature’s potent history,
Something angels do decree, it’s heresy—blasphemy,
Catharsis truly sets you free, escape from bleak reality.