Thousands of windows,
Thousands of doors
But nothing is mine!
Millions lights of rhymes and beats
Miles and miles of streets
But nothing is mine!
Endless shadows of past,
Endless memories of us,
All within but nothing is mine!
Only little girl is Looking at me.
So, let me tell you and plea:
You know what I unconditionally love?
It is life and all above!
Even if I cannot cannot come in rain
When I am old or in deadly pain,
I will see you in a window of dreams!
So, wave for me through your neon gleams!
Say, you remember me as I do,
Say, you love me as I do,
In the life of Too Short!
My dreaming city of New York!
Dreaming
© Copyright: Регина Арден, 2018
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