Salute to London

In the heart of the city,
Where the paper gold lies,
Lives a girl so pretty,
While the moon's echo dies.

Whispers..warm like the embrace of tea,
Laughs..memorable like the touch of He.

Do you believe in that snow covered town?
Autumn's leaves crushed,
Picnic chances crushed.
Yet hope remains alive.

Reviews

[Mizuki Tsukiakari]

"Lives a girl so pretty,"
Awwwwww, that's so cute, Luke. That is certainly my favorite line in the poem.

[Luke Rawlings]

Thank you..just keep the inside knowledge to yourself :')

[Mizuki Tsukiakari]

I would never share without permission. And your welcome : )