Every town in London is so beautifully lit up at this time of year!
I’ve been visiting Camden for about two years now, and from the market to the food stalls, to the tattoo parlours and the packed streets at night, it is one of my favourite parts of London to visit.
Camden High Street
He is the poem inside me.
The poem that breathes
my love into life.
The setting sun,
the shining stars;
I wouldn’t have it any other way.
A hand on my back,
A stroke of the neck,
A love affair between predator and prey.
…you are all the books you read,
And all the words you speak,
You are your croaky morning voice,
And the smiles you try to hide,
You are the sweetness in your laughter,
And every tear you’ve cried,
You’re the songs you sing so loudly,
when you know you’re all alone,
You’re the places you’ve been to,
And the one you call home,
You’re the things that you believe in,
And the people that you love,
You’re the photos in your bedroom.
And the future you dream of,
You’re made of so much beauty,
But it seems you forgot,
When you decided that you were defined,
By all the things you’re not.
as you stare up at the stars.
as my gaze falls on you.