Down by the beautiful way

Step after step the façade is the same
Year after year the same shades remain
New stucco here and new condo there
The hidden parts appear to be bare

Step by step with the shapes of the past
I feel every corner and whiff and a path
Down asphalt alleys and through gingerbread streets
Roam with invisible people who stay out of reach

The sharp slap of memory stops my not-so-wander
The address is empty though it's pulsing with life
On such a wonderful day the calendar disappears