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!
