(Reposting)
Oh ye little city of warmth
Your beauty did you from me first hide
Behind your hilly shadow
That first greets every novel eye
Behind your hilly curvature
And the soothing breeze
Hides in waiting
The best of nature’s gifts!
In your bosom
Lies the thrill of splendour
And scenic beasts
That roam the wild
Yet close to humans
In harmony reside
In your bosom
Did I behold a priceless gem
Whose dazzle, like a diamond
Hypnotised me
Opening dreams of possibilities
Yet,
Pardon me little bubbly city
For shall I not think of you
Without in better measure,
Thinking of the jewel
That illuminates your brow