Every year I yearn
My palate longs for
for the flavors, the diversity,
the swirls and layers of taste and texture
gentle and full
My palate longs for
for the flavors, the diversity,
the swirls and layers of taste and texture
gentle and full
Every year I yearn
freedom, independence
car-less roaming
leaving the footprints of my thoughts on the concrete sidewalks
serene and content
Every year I yearn
to see the dreamy lines
of lights and brick for miles and miles
to remember the moment my dream came true
Every year I yearn
to be with you
to walk with you
to eat with you
to breathe with you–
the city of all cities
New York, New York
