My New York Woman

my friend, my New York woman, you seduce me with your ideals, pampered with your words, i may embellish, on how i feel, insolence, ill mannered, improper, my gist means no disrespect, just to converse my feelings, my emotions i do not regret, you seem so wonderful to me, so beautiful and intelligent, a perfect woman, is what i see, an angel is what has god sent, to be your friend conquers my sadness, to refill my smile, my frame of mind, just one kiss from you stirs my passion, my new York woman you are divine...