Train Station

eyes cloud, the wind blows

mortal flesh releases the soul

tenderly into the night

allowing it to reminisce...

I see her standing there

alone as usual.

heads turn, eyes meet

one fleeting instant,

we connect.

our opaque bubble.

her presence magnified.

eyes of comfort,

smile of joy,

this brief moment of bliss.

hello.

goodbye.

my sweet cherie...

I keep walking,

path of dying grass

among the green

marks the common route

never to swerve.

Pray!

run to my side!

just one minute

converse.

Routine unbroken,

with heavy sigh,

force my eyes

to keep looking

ahead.

Fear turning around,

reveal you looking

longing for company

I cannot give.

So I walk away,

follow that path

of brown grass

among the green.

one foot following the other.

A hand grabs hold,

what could this be?

heart stops, head turns

surprise

her.

Eyes clear.

Station platform,

one foot off.

Train flies by.

she saved my life.

Eyes meet, bodies touch

warm embrace, souls converse

My name is....