Wind Upon Urban Dreams

The wind is a compass without north
that rewrites the geography of dreams
on the city’s sea, where concrete is wave
and lampposts row through waves of light.
Every street reveals new coasts of desire
sidewalks stretch like routes of paper
bridges bend into arches of sail
and the water in pockets sings secrets.
We walk with maps within our hearts, listening to the breath
that changes names and borders with every sigh
until the city becomes sea inside a page
and the geography of dreams remains in motion.