Orange Cement

Twilight glistens along the towers, tracing their marble surfaces. Encrypting a solar text, metropolis speaks. Lifeless, oh as they may seem. Their eyes follow the towns people, puzzling judgement. Vibrations erupt as voices strike the walls. This urban canyon engulfs hearts and love streams. Luminous vision, exposing the colors. The commotion of the public's sound is captured within the architectures. The concrete forest snatches outlooks by each footstep. Transit units swim through the city's blood river, a flow most mechanic. It all looks great if you view from above. On the crossing ground, you hear the sounds of the social.