10.07.2013

NYC

I dream of the city lights beams at night
I dream of every hotdog and corndog in every corner of the street
I dream of stacked actors apartments
I dream of the humming of writers block
I dream of colorful wet streets on a rainy day
I dream of the glamour broadway light
I dream of Daniel Day-Lewis walking on a street
I dream of going pass, by, through that 5th Avenue
I dream of underground poetry readings
I dream of their shit coffee
I dream of their fattening food
I dream of laying on the grass of Central Park
I dream of the free concert
I dream of the backstairs of apartments
I dream of being ignored by that yellow cab
I dream of the city that never sleeps

Coffee

I wish that you'd come every time I look out the window
every time that door open up
I wish that you'd come when the lightning express it's excitement towards the sky
when the rain comes pouring down soaking every inch of my soul
When the wind breezes through my fingers and hair
I wish that you'd come when the motorcycle roam in a distance
Every car doors that's closing
I wish that you'd come

I wish you'd come in each of every scream of the gamers
In every order that's placed
In every coffee that got paid

The coffee that they smell
The coffee that they sip
The coffee that make them chatty
The coffee that they finished

Over that coffee they socialized
Over that coffee they talk
Over that coffee they deal a job
Over that coffee i wait, wait, and wait

I wish you'd come
When I open that door
When I walk home
When I am home

I wish you'd come when you don't