Love Note For New York #1
New York Bowery lights,
How did I fall in love with you?
Desolate Upper East side main Street on a cold night with the ghost of the Velvet Underground playing in my ears
How could I fall into love with something that’s never spoken a word to me
Except for in the echo of the collective voice formed by a myriad crowd,
And the pitter patter of hustle and bustle of others on their way to their nine to five nightmares;
If only I could dance on top of the Washington Square arch without a worry,
Because I'm cognizant that within the heart of love lies branches of unknown woes
That I am ready for.
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