Under the Clocktower

City bleeds on asphalt veins

Your shadow slides between the trains

Late-night whispers, stiletto heels

The streets hum secrets we can feel

I count the sparks along the wires

Electric sins, electric fires

Every second pulls me to you

Every heartbeat knows it’s true

Meet me where the night won’t bend

Under the clock, the hours suspend

Stone and shadow, breath and bone

I’m never late when I’m alone

Your lipstick glows like a warning sign

Drunk on the streets, but I call you mine

Smoke curls like a lover’s hand

Seconds slip like water through the sand

I trace the ghosts on mirrored glass

Avenues crowded, but we move past

Every step a pulse, every glance a thrill

This city moves fast, but we move still

Meet me where the night won’t bend

Under the clock, the hours suspend

Stone and shadow, breath and bone

I’m never late when I’m alone

The tower cuts the sky in half

Bell-mouth open, breathing black

You said “wait” — the sound went wide

Time bent once, then complied

Marbre et ombre hold us still

Hour by hour, against our will

If I was early, if you were late

It didn’t matter — we were straight

Meet me where the night won’t bend

Under the clock, the hours suspend

Stone and shadow, breath and bone

I’m never late when I’m alone

Tolling iron chimes fade into the city hum

Flickering lights, but the clock stays numb

Your hand in mine, the night reborn

Time is ours until the dawn