by Andrada Costoiu

Photo by Joetography

This train stops at no station,
Not yet, 
It climbs towards the evening,
Carrying feelings.

It smells like perfume and old leather chairs.
Silent, but crowded, 
All spread across the wagons,
This train holds life.

With me, there’re other lovers,
Not mine,
Some godlike youth, some older,
Seeming to smile,
And mingled with their features
There is the promise’s play.

Upward a gaze, my heart is warm,
I ask the sky of us,
And wonder, if you’re waiting.

There is no answer, but I know 
That you are climbing the tower of desire,
And from afar you’re watching
The train……
Zig zagging through the hills,
Clickety-clack, clickety-clack,
The love song that carries me to you. 

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