New York
Deep in your arms let me fall
On your artistic sidewalks let me walk and adore the falling ice on your gorgeous streets
And in the old telephone booths let me talk
In winter boots,heavy scarf, long leather
coat and hut over my pruriet head et me stroll your parks
Let me feel in my soul the love emanating
from your dimly lit restaurants on summer evenings
The aroma,
let it fill and trap my heart dubiously
My visions , in the golden evening skies,
magical street and neon lights they
gracefully sink
The skin color concoction in your theatres
blows my emotions of despondency away and tickles my felicity
Enticing smiles of lovers strolling
their cute puppies uptown ripples my happiness inside
Your expensive luxurious warm hotels in my
lucid dreams on a cold night I envisage
You charm and bewitch my tastebuds by your
young creamy hearts
By your fountains and statues let me embed
my beautiful memories in technology
And fall for the efficiency of your trams
You are romantic with your colourful
flowers that crawl down the avenue and dangle from hotel awning
Let me find unforgettable tales and
memories of love on your bridges
I feel love for you New York
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