The giant S in bright yellow of the Shangri-La next door,
The white rods chasing each other up the angular Bank of China tower
The white rods chasing each other up the angular Bank of China tower
Like lightning bolts in reverse,
The horizontal bars of light that flow up The Center in shades of red and blue and green
The horizontal bars of light that flow up The Center in shades of red and blue and green
Beautifully merging into each other,
The ugly white claws of Two IFC,
These are the views at night from Conrad 6005.
Jetlagged, I wake up before dawn.
Thankfully, Two IFC and most other buildings are dark
Allowing the gold and silver dots of the harbor to greet me.
Soon, clouds roll over from the west
Shrouding The Center and the nine hills of Kowloon in majesty.
The bright yellow S starts to fade
And Two IFC, still ugly, heralds the rising sun
With red and gold reflections off its glass.
The ugly white claws of Two IFC,
These are the views at night from Conrad 6005.
Jetlagged, I wake up before dawn.
Thankfully, Two IFC and most other buildings are dark
Allowing the gold and silver dots of the harbor to greet me.
Soon, clouds roll over from the west
Shrouding The Center and the nine hills of Kowloon in majesty.
The bright yellow S starts to fade
And Two IFC, still ugly, heralds the rising sun
With red and gold reflections off its glass.
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