Lost in your deeply accented New York charm
Spilling with charismatic gestures sensually warm
Your fifties be-bop music on your CD played
Gathering me into your arms we began to sway
Looking deep into my eyes singing to me with each tune
There on the lawn under the shining bright summer moon
Loved every second lost in my New York beginning in May
Many enchanted moments we shared
that my memory
button when tapped
begins to replay
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