This poem has very good imagery, so bravo, but the world 'mash' seems out of place, less romantic and passionate and more five-year-old-ish. Also, the ending kind of drifts off, like maybe it had another stanza but you forgot to type it out. Fix those two things, add some punctuation and voila! Fabulous!
“To awaken quite alone in a strange town is one of the pleasantest sensations in the world.” - Freya Stark
