Meet me in New York City

by Andrada Costoiu

Photo: “New York Night Skyline”by Petr Kratochvil, Public Domain

Crowded streets,
Like narrow hiking trails full of wild and hopeful hearts,
As mine.

I walk,
Between tall buildings,
Their walls are creaking with secrets,
Of lives of yesterday and tomorrow.

Narcissist digital screens are showing perfect bodies, 
I stumble in front of one and smile,
The pixels have formed into Aladdin’s lamp,
Which promises to fulfill three wishes.

My fingers are tracing your imaginary silhouette,
And I make three wishes:
I wish that you will pack your bags,
Book a flight, and think of the words you never said.
I wish that you would come,
Wrap your arms around me 
And silence all the ‘what ifs,’ and the ‘could bes.’ 
I wish that you would meet me in New York, my love.

I smile and leave,
On crowded streets,
Like narrow hiking trails full of wild and hopeful hearts,
As mine.


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13 thoughts on “Meet me in New York City

  1. Wow, so visceral! There’s the longing and hope in this piece communicated beyond eloquently. The comparisons are intriguing, and the imagery of New York is both so full and wild. Another amazing poem of yours. 👏🏼👏🏼

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