Notting Hill-
I cannot say I have ever been,
But then, I imagine quite a wonder,
An adventure-first encounter,
Bookstore of infinite stories.
Why though does every sign point to you
And yet, I feel you have no clue who I am?
And in a way, I also have no clue on some elements of you.
Equally so-I feel I have known you my entire life.
Yet I wonder, how you shall feel.

















