To Me

The sun peeks

between the clouds.

The birds sing

among the crowds.

Drops of rain

like music sounds.

Women so beautiful

They astound.

To me

this is Lundene

in my mind.

A place I left

a long long time.

I came back

to reminisce

my prime.

To see,

to search

for places,

for sounds.

For a heart lost

in a whisk of time.

But you were

no where

to be found.

I searched the Shires,

the lakes of Lancashire,

the shores of Plymouth,

the isles to the south.

All I found

is a broken heart

a dream lost

from the start.

To me

this place

will always

be mine.

It's yours,

ours.

To me

you will always

be mine.