Oceans of traffic sounds
lap at this stucco house.
Behind the backyard
another backyard,
another pale house
on its thru-boulevard.
Dreams full of cars
on the second floor.
In this second floor air
we are open more
sigh windows in summer
in touch with each other
on currents that close the doors.
I had to look up “sough.” I think I know the place and the sound.
I know! “Sough” is a little obscure, but it was a perfect fit sound- and meaning-wise. I think you know the place and sound too!