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Dec 2017
[A Journey Awaits]
A spontaneous trip
A leap of faith
Going on my own
Unsure of what’s to follow
Will I find what I’m looking for?
A sound breaks my thoughts
It’s boarding time
I make my way to the platform
I hand over my ticket, it has begun
I find a seat on this train
A private place for me
A silent ride awaits
I can sleep unbothered
No distractions, by myself
I am thankful for this now
Out of the corner of my eye
She seizes my attention
Walking through the train
Catching everyone’s eye
Without an intention
Her beauty demands
Observation
An empty seat across from me
A vessel to be taken
To my surprise
She takes a turn in front of me
And places herself there
My silent ride I yearned for
No longer interests me
My original plans are dashed
They are no more
But the plans that have replaced them
Are better, this, for sure
I didn’t know this would take place
Oh, baby with your pretty face
Strike me with your stare
Look, those eyes
Crystal, milky white
You smirk I can’t help but smile
Your lips, like a plum
Look soft to the touch
Our stare continues
This moment seems timeless
We are suspended in the air
What’s on your mind
Do I have to guess?
The thoughts entice me
Knowing you, knowing me
I don’t know where you came from
You don’t know where I’m going
A bullet train speeding
Cutting through a meadow
Like knives through butter
How long have we been here?
How many hours left?
I look back to you
Your face beautiful, astounding
You look out the window
I notice your perfect complexion
Bright and smooth
I feel present in this moment
A blissful feeling erupts
Being in your presence
I could have missed this train
A spontaneous trip was made
A last minute decision
Those decisions have led to this
Thankful that I’ve made them
My thoughts are interrupted
When you look back to me
What do you see?
Is it joy you feel?
Or melancholy?
What’s on her mind do I have to guess?
What I am unaware of
Is that inside your mind your thoughts
Are similar to mine
What’s on his mind do I have to guess?
Does he think I’m beautiful?
Does he feel joy
Looking back at me?
We lock eyes once more
An intense exquisite stare
Peering into our minds
We finally see what’s there
A fantasy is what we see
I’ll carry you
You’ll carry me
Through times of despair
I’ll lead you
You’ll lead me
Going anywhere
The conductor alerts
Our destinations near
I didn’t know where you came from
You didn’t know where I was going
But we arrived
Together,
Here.
[A Journey Begins]
Tyler Soth
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Tyler Soth  23/M/Buffalo, NY
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