Are you a bicycle, because you don’t need to pay the congestion charge to enter my heart.
Lets make like indigenous Amazon tribes in the first stage of the Demographic Transition Model and have an insanely high birth rate.
Hey, are you a twenty first-century urban area in need of reurbanisation, because I’m gonna in-fill you.
Am I the Yangtze River Dolphin, and are you the Three Gorges Dam, because I’ll die out for your sake.
My love for you is like Dharavi: it’s borderline illegal and it just won’t go away.
Your eyes are a more beautiful sight than a highlighted GeoFile.
Is this Heaven, or just heavy cloud cover caused by an incoming cold front?
I think we should settle down and take things slower. Like terracettes.
Can I be your highlighter to your A3 sheet?
Your hugs are warmer than the surfaces in an urban area with an increased sky-view factor.