A/N: Hey, it's been a while, sorry I've been quite busy. But I wanted to extend a thanks for all your lovely reviews and support through my tough time, I reward you all with virtual cookies, sweetened by Holmes' very own bees! :D Sorry for the short poem chapter, but I've got lots of ideas so soon I hope to publish some more! Enjoy. (This is Watson's POV by the by) :)

Post Hoc, Ergo Propter Hoc
"After this, therefore because of this"

Title: London's Gray
Category: Bookverse, but can easily be movieverse
Rating: K
Warnings: None

Disclaimer: Not mine T^T

London's Gray (A Poetry Ficlet)

Listlessly thinking,

Endlessly wishing,

Lying and waiting,

And thinking of you.

Under no pretense,

Or color, or distress,

In a city that's lifeless,

There's no getting through.

Mountains,

The buildings rise up like mountains,

Piercing the fog and the gray.

Cobblestones glisten,

With dampness,

Just listen,

A rumbles rolls in,

Another rainy day.

Curiously watching,

In silence so pressing,

The sound of a footfall,

The one I know well.

Like a bright angel,

And looking so lovely,

Before me you stand,

And I feel my heart swell.

The outside world bleached

In endless complacency

Some call this insanity

I call it love.

Ah, Victorian forbidden love agnst XD Anyway, let me know what you think, I hope to see you all soon!