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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required This is awkward the way stars smiled at me tonight they had a peculiar twinkle in their bleary eyes the night mist also melted a just bit too more getting emotional that my soul had abruptly left me sore. Going far away miles is no easy job ,life does and often it does she was on that train walking away far and far miles away from me the train wheels crunched and crackled refusing to move knowing my jagged heart that was torn groove to groove. Her lovely face had those two tears -the pearls-that spoke her inside she was overwelmed and knew that all right, and was engaged in a fight in a fight ,to make an appearance to tell her dearest that she was quite all right her lips trembled and her lovely nose snivelled as her pink cheeks suffused she was on brink and emotionally wired and fused..to go she was about to refuse. Our link was that outstretched hand and palm and finger tips that touched in adieu exchanging the love electrical charge the pair of palms shook and shook and then held firm on hoove the train whistled and chugged,that heartless engine,making it move. A gasp of pain escaped and longing darted to eyes that met she had to go and I had to have a devil's heavy heart she stood transfixed to the door as that cruel bogey groaned I was on an amble trying to keep up the pace as the spectre loomed. Faster and faster, the train moved and she was just a point and for me the life had lost meaning and became less of any points Somehow I did labor a return to my pad sighed and watched the sky the star smiled awkward and the night mist melted a way too much. We reunited a month later in a rousing manner.
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