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First Date

I see her at the station, she’s gone without a trace.
She appears in the window, the reflection of her face.
I look into her eyes as she's staring through the glass.
I wonder what she’s thinking, but the moment doesn’t last.

I guess she’s an enigma dancing round my brain.
As the crowd begins to push and shove, I move further down the train.
And then as if by chance we’re standing very close.
Now almost in a trance I’m standing on her toes.

Embarrassed and surprised she says, “I thought I’d let you know.
You’re standing on my foot” I blush and turn to go.
The doors begin to open so I help her off the train.
I ask if I can walk her home, she laughs “To cripple me again?”

She says “We share this journey every day, you’ve never said hello.
I saw you staring through the glass, just wanted you to know”.
I walk her to her front door, and she asks “you coming in? “
I wonder if her folks are home, she gives a cheeky grin.

She makes us both a coffee, I’m sitting there dumbstruck.
“A penny for your thoughts” she says, I can’t believe my luck.
We sit and talk for hours, sharing laughs as it gets late.
Reticence behind me, I ask her for a date.

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