החלטות

As I walk in the upper East Side
Sometimes walking sometimes thinking
The gloomy buildings surrounding me
I hear the silent in the loud noise
Music is inside my head
I'm confused and thrilled
Hundred faces go by every second
In the subway so hot and dry
Blind black man sand to me bluse
I gave him a dime because he made me thinking of you
Through the allies of Chinatown
The smell of good dinner comes up
But still its always becomes delight smell of automne
like yours

Dedicated to my beautiful slave