London to me

You know I love this city as I could love a friend or a man or a mother who gives you life

Love it because it is a shining gem Inside myself

It knocks every day at ️my heart’s door and I answer
Yes, here I am
Here you are
Nothing changes if nothing changes

No words to tell you how important it is for me to know That I Have been part of London ‘s world for some months Of ️my life

I know London and I recognize it every time I visit it
but London could feel ️my footprints on its skin?
could it see The smile on ️my face?
My empty cups Of tea?

how deep & vivid is the memory of my past
‘The way We were’

everytime I go back
I feel at Home
Everytime am landing on London ‘s ground I smile ,
alone,
as I arrived there 30 years ago , a scared girl with a need Of freedom & indipendence
As I ️was meeting an old friend , ️the youngest part Of me

London to me is not Just a city
It’s a feeling
of
freedom
breath
dreams
light
fantasy
creativity
happenings
Colours
Smells
Choices
Possibilities
future
Past
Present
all together
It’s simply
Part Of myself
I am made Of it

An Italian woman with an English heart❤️

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