City: Beloved scar

This city is like the skin of a love
witness of tears and kisses
that's why I walk away.

I fear that the ancient scars of the city
will turn into bleeding wounds.

I look at the city,
as I look at the skin of a forbidden love
and I can feel
the tense calm,
the voracious hunger,
the altered pulse.

I fear that the urban beat responds to me with violence.
How can I touch the city without first showing my own scars?