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Petite Parcel
Poems
Oct 2015
The Train
You've heard this before
but I thought I'd get it out of my head
such an interesting analogy
just can't be put to bed.
You were like a fast track train
of fiery male libido
heading down every path
going nowhere and everywhere
all at the same time.
Did you know what you wanted?
Did you have clue where you'd stop?
Then I waltzed across your tracks
at just the right moment
to get hit by a train going a hundred miles an hour.
We collided.
One would expect me to be sent flying
and you to carry on as you were.
But I didn't.
You stopped.
I looked at you
and you at me.
And I know that I fell for you
instantly.
I climbed up on your train,
eager to ride the rest of the way with you.
Just maybe not so fast this time.
Written by
Petite Parcel
England
(England)
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