Waterloo Sunset

Waterloo Sunset
(as long as I gaze on Waterloo sunset I am in paradise)

From Paddington and Portobello
Past an array of fountains
To a rain drenched Peter Pan,
Just a gentle walk in the Park.

Flowers and fragrance
Along the Serpentine's edge
And the Duke's house
beyond the gate.
Quiet moments in the heart of the city.

There is a tree lined walk to the palace,
Always crowded with opportunities
For that awkward German moment
Captured on film.
Then through dreary corridors 
And government streets
To the saints house,
The first patron,
"Builded here"…

Or maybe wander past Harrods
And an acre of coloured glass
For coffee, croissant and custard doughnuts
Always better than Krispy Kreme's.
Quiet museums and galleries,
Pottery and paint plaster casts
Contemplating Klimt and Constable
And Vivienne Westwood's clothing collection.

Taking a little time,
To spend a while on the floating Castle
Or in a Covent Garden café
With propitious poets
And optimistic operettas.

But in the end
All that matters
Is the quiet moment together
On The Serpentine Bridge.