train of life
Posted in Poezie on martie 18, 2008 | No Comments »
in the first compartment,
they sit close, her head on his shoulder,
his left arm around her,
at times, kissing her face
while she’s watching his other hand
in her hand, in the moonlight.
.
and the train speeds off,
the passengers barely aware.
.
in the second compartment,
they are once again children,
barefoot in the hot sand,
gathering shells and
passionate love moments.
.
and the train speeds off
unaware…
.
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