Downtown Express

Who said the daily commute had to be boring?

We are one

Across the aisle we sit

Everyday

Dangerously close,  and yet so far apart

 

The gentle rocking lulls me

Carries me to your arms

Where we are free to touch, to taste

To be one

 

Your eyes meet mine

They pierce my soul

If only I could reach you

But the aisle between us is a canyon

 

The glint of your ring blinds me

The weight of my own a stone

The train slows

And with it, my racing heart

 

I find myself again

One last look to hold me

Til we meet again

On the Downtown Express

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