Manhattan to Brooklyn~
"(S)He fell in love with Manhattan's skyline,
like a first-time brothel guest falling for a seasoned professional.
(S)He mused over her reflections in the black East River at dusk,
or darkest night,
and each haloed light-in a tower
or strung along the jeweled
and sprawling spider legs of the Brooklyn Bridge's spans-
hinted at some meaning,
which could be understood
only when made audible
by music and encoded in lyrics."
Arthur Phillips (The Song Is You)