Free Cee Exiled Against My Wishes

CENTRAL DARK I used to walk those very same streets Streets of sensuousness and sin Those streets which once felt my feet Those streets where my shoes once had been The storefronts are new but the cement is the same I saw pictures of it on my television screen Those streets are in a city my heart used to claim Those streets which both books and films deem mean I used to stroll those streets in the dark Under moonlight I’d search for my next destination One street led to a centrally located park In a hamlet forged of fantasy and fascination I used to walk those streets all alone In search of someone with whom I could talk My feet now stomp streets in a different state I bemoan And only God knows how much I miss my New York © 2012…..PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~