An Affair That Never Happened On A Train
The sunrise warmed your
face
your gorgeous smile
your translucent, coffee-brown eyes.
I wanted to kiss your rouge lips
and run
my fingers through your goddess curls.
We laughed together
and shared
the same space for longer than
normally allowed.
A quick "Goodbye, until next week"
prolonged an affair that never
happened
on a train.
- March 2018
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