Take me to the City that Never Sleeps
so we can spend all night
mingling with the mattress
and making friends with bedsheets.
Take me to the Big Apple
so we can make a fruit salad with our lips,
because mine taste like strawberries,
and yours probably taste like the Garden of Eden.
Take me to Empire City
and I'll be your Cookie
if you feel like your sweet tooth
is craving more than the forbidden fruit.
Take me to the Melting Pot,
even though we're the whitest people I know,
teach me through the timelines of other cultures
and I'll teach your hand to trace pathways to more than my heart.
Take me to the Capital of the World
so we can stand at its highest point
to watch couples pass on the streets below
and know that's what we'll never be.
Take me to New York City,
because if this is just sex
let's make it an adventure
that playwrights on Broadway would applaud.