Want

free form poetry

I want to drop
my strings of iron

thread a rail
to connect our hearts

I want you to roam
my labyrinth of tracks

lose the meaning
of end and start

I want to ride
in your locomotion

feel our combustion
feed each new mile

I want the ticket
with the golden prize

whistle stop tour
of your loving smile

Written for Poetics with dVerse Poets Pub, hosted by the lovely Claudia Schoenfeld
bringing us the inspiration of Trains
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