Our Train........................(for Amanda)

Standing on the platform
you could be right
beside me
might look into my
eyes

I would not notice

You might cough gently
might even say
a word

I would not recognize
your voice

But when we board
our train
your sleeve might brush
my bare arm

We might meet
talk, share, relate
become friends
lovers

or
miss it all
completely

Staring ahead now
I do not know where
our train is
I do not know your face
to look for it
I cannot see around
the bend

Imagining
what may come
I know only
this

my thoughts are
with you

© 1995, TAJ

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