Nolan Perito
Beyond the blue midnight New York river,
The Hudson separates my gaze to you.
I’m lost for a thousand miles, deterred.
September can’t come quick enough, come through.
Manhattan dangers lurk in the moonlight,
Will I see you in my sure arms again?
Beware of romance’s venomous bite,
Or will my love be gone at summer’s end?
I wait on the Staten lapis gold shores.
Come back, my love, I plead with all my soul,
That I won’t be met with a true horror,
And you won’t leave my broken heart a hole.
I’d sail with haste from gray shores of London,
Til then I’ll wait beyond the blue Hudson.
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