Scurries crazily onto the bridge, just  to espy my face,in the morning,
Smiles excitedly, aroused by my magic,
gesturing to me to wait,
He so wants to cry out, wants so much to talk to me,
Standing so proud in front of me,  adoring me, as I pass him by,
My route is sure,
Sure, I so am late however; I will always wait!
The train is early,
I am so tardy... !
"Am I  holier than thou?,  Am I  worthy of such effort?,"
I think not !
Just a responsive glance brightens his day with such profound sentiment,
He hands me a note, "Sweet Livvi, Martin's friend" , complete with kisses at the end,
Another unjustified note, me thinks,
Another day, another note says "Livvi, love you friend"....!
I would love to stop and speak, but all things conspire against him,
I take his note and sweetly smile, thumbs up "hello", gestures from my mouth" thank you"!
I leap on the train, while he watches me go, once more,
I depart back into his dreams again,
His wish remains  trapped in a silent world, where only he can dwell,  
He is voiceless,  oblivious of all things, in his deaf, dumb world.
Writing is the only way he can tell me how he feels, thank God for words and their use!
At least he can indicate his emotions at last, even tho' his love remains unrequited! Always!
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