your eyes are shut
if for a fleeting moment
they were ajar
would they look through me
trespassing
an intruder
just one quick glance
a brief acknowledgement
of my presence
would it make me feel
uneasy
uninvited
your world is sealed
ears tuned to inner music
I cannot hear
to know what you're thinking
would it be
unbearable
1 comment:
thats a funny story, its bizarre to think that someone hasn't heard of London when you've talked about living or visiting there your whole life.
The photos are great you can image what the spa would have looked like in its hay day
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