thinking of Central Park…

Autumn in the city…

bones ache…

September gone…

your scent still lingers…

old bridges in Central Park…

moss covered stone…

am I still alive…or is it a dream…

jazz plays softly in my ears…

car horns sound…

taxis pass by…

carriages clippity clop…

a lover gives his girl a rose…

thinking of Central Park…

I miss you…

dmseay