Monday 7 April 2014

Dreaming Spires-NaPoWriMo7

Oxford, at a glance.


I have dreamed
About the city
Of dreaming spires
For a terribly
Long time indeed
So the actuality
Of it was,
Underwhelming.
The thing is,
This city is
All about subtleties
And terribly reserved.
So this will not be
A flaming love affair.
This needs to be
A learned love,
A slow love,
A thoughtful love.
I don't know
What the spires
Dream about
But they have seen
The foolish youth
Of so many
Who went on
To mean so much
To an anonymous little girl,
Somewhere,
Sometime.
I hope they get
To see mine.
So, I dream incessantly
Of this reserved city
Of dreaming spires. 

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