PLEASE REMOVE YOUR SHOES. THIS IS HOLY GROUND.
PAUL VAN DYK - NEW YORK CITY
I watch the sky turn black to blush
Head still spinning from the rush
Of all the things I did the night before
And looking down from my hotel
These dawn-lit streets begin to fill
With memories of you and I
On a New York City night
On a New York City night
I shake my head to clear the sounds
The traffic horns, the growing crowd
The Sun awaking over Central Park
But still it creeps beneath my skin
All of these heartbeats in the din
With concrete dreams stirring to life
On a New York City night
On a New York City night
And I take it with me when I leave
The crowded skyline, the energy
The sleepless city always leaves its mark
Just close my eyes and I'm back again
The neon flush upon our skin
Still wrapped in thoughts of love and wine
On a New York City night
On a New York City night
PAUL VAN DYK - NEW YORK CITY
I watch the sky turn black to blush
Head still spinning from the rush
Of all the things I did the night before
And looking down from my hotel
These dawn-lit streets begin to fill
With memories of you and I
On a New York City night
On a New York City night
I shake my head to clear the sounds
The traffic horns, the growing crowd
The Sun awaking over Central Park
But still it creeps beneath my skin
All of these heartbeats in the din
With concrete dreams stirring to life
On a New York City night
On a New York City night
And I take it with me when I leave
The crowded skyline, the energy
The sleepless city always leaves its mark
Just close my eyes and I'm back again
The neon flush upon our skin
Still wrapped in thoughts of love and wine
On a New York City night
On a New York City night
- Member since January 31, 2009.
- I am a 19 year old guy from Ohio (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm a computer science major..
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Worlds away from happy endings / In the coss-stitch of the days, / Eyes they wait for me forever, / Eyes that write lies on your face. / /24 words, March 1
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on Boob by dave ochs, on March 13you know i loved this one.
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on Gaea's Song by HelloMyNameIsJesus, on February 24the first part of your criticism is all perfectly valid. i agree with you. not every poem's a gem that's for sure. i think i'm going to leave 'then' in though because in my reading of it i like the flow. to wrong a night means to waste it or leave it unfulfilled, from short to long is referring to sleeplessness. it may be a bit of a heavy metaphor but i really liked the sound so i kept it. just a matter of preference i guess. thanks for reading. ryan.
