I'll be so high when we touch down
A stranger in a familiar surround
I feel so sure before I'm there
That for you I cannot prepare
As we head of into greater climes
Living our lives in New York times
I want to relax but see it all
Engrossed embrace and enthral
High rise skyline amaze and attract
Once in a lifetime but hope to go back
I expect it to be surreal and sublime
Spending a week in New York times
The old and new perfectly combining
My minds horizon is realigning
I'll lap it all up as it happens
Absorbing all your beautiful patterns
My hopes and dreams intertwined
Looking towards my New York times
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