n.y.c.

April 2, 2012

city lights in my rearview mirror…
i drive away from you.
leaving behind skyscrapers
filled with memories and laughter.

emotions rush through me
like the express 4 train,
non-stop to battery park.
i recharge on your grid.

you call me
like you’re hailing a gypsy cab.

you hold so many of my times, squared
in every block that turns
into the nostalgic truth:

when i am with you, i am Home.

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