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She is standing on the tracks,
waiting for a train to pass.
Her lips are a velvet line
is a beguiling mess.
The suitcase she carries
rides the curve of her silky hip,
and the blue sky dulls behind her.
Her eyes are a mystery,
and I'm left enchanted by the sting.
All I can think is,
"God, I wish I were a train ... just this once."