To Me

 
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.