My New York girl,
So sweet and kind,
I cannot keep you
From my mind.
You came to me
Near every night,
And stayed with me
Till morning light.
Through silent words
I heard your voice
And pursed lips
Kissed sweet and moist,
You made me laugh
You made me cry
You made me smile
You made me sigh.
You made me strong
You made me weak
You made me bold
You made me meek.
You made me hope
You made me feel
You made me love
You seemed so real.
But every night
We could not touch
I needed warmth
You craved it much.
So then one night
Like none before
You turned away
And came no more.
The New York dawns
Are cold and grey
And daylight...
Washes dreams away.
Charles Wiles
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-new-york-girl-love-poems/
