Tall buildings
Dirt and grime
Busy people
Vendors
Always bugging you
Pretzels and hot dogs
Big screens
Theaters
Smell of smoke
Soot in your face
Glamorous celebrities
Clothing stores
5th avenue
To walk in the busy street
Is heaven for me
Cars whooshing past
Bicycles, bells ringing
Water and boats
Horses, pulling wagons
Sights to see
Places to go
Cameras, t-shirts
Parks and more
Skyscrapers, offices
Banks and stores
Feels like heaven
When you walk into
Nordstrom
Or kate spade
Racks of fabric
Swipe of a card
Shopping bags
Out into the street again
Out into the busyness
Colors flying past you
So much to do
Rush of adrenaline
In your veins
Yellow taxis everywhere
Brownstones, brick
City lights
Bright at night
Feels like heaven
To be in the city
Not Paris or London
Or Los Angeles
Not Chicago
Or even Rome
But it feels like heaven
To be in New York