poem and photo
(Newman Passage, London) - © Jesús Montero
******
It happens each time I leave London...
******
London is cheating on me,
And I know it.
I feel her distance.
I hear her silence.
London is cheating on me,
God, I know it.
Aching heart,
Empty alleys.
London is cheating on me,
Temporarily.
poem and photo - © Jesús Montero
No comments:
Post a Comment