Friday 6 November 2009

Journey

You stare, I glance,
You smile, I dance,
I can’t believe that you would notice me.
You wink, I blush,
Makes my blood rush,
To my heart you now hold the only key.
You write a note,
My mind it floats,
I can’t focus on any sight around.
The scenery,
Such raw beauty,
All drifts on by, I don’t know where I’m bound.
And then, it stops,
The bubble pops,
I leave the train, my journey at an end.
Your card, I keep,
I cry down deep,
And tell my hopeless story to a friend.

END

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