On a cold windy stormy day
The train is half empty
At noon time. Moving on. Next station,
Two teenagers
Sat in front of me.
Male and female
Young, maybe 14 or 15
Shoulder to shoulder
They snuggled. Head kisses
Shoulder kisses
Starry eyes gazing
At one another.
Whispering, maybe about
Sweet nothings. Second station. Another two teenagers
Again, male and female
Maybe in their early twenties
Sat in front of the
Younger teens. Nose kisses
Butterfly kisses
A peck on the lips Seeing these
From behind
Makes my heart
Grow fonder.
To see the youthfulness
Of innocent love
Maybe infatuation. Next station, central
Both teenagers
Disembarked.
The seats lay bare
Empty
Nobody took over
No more young lovers. Alone
in my thoughts
Feeling happy for them
Love lingers Next station,
my stop.
Thank you dear friend. Nicely said
Thank you, Jim. Perpetua.
the Holy Spirit is present in this poem, a gentle, sort of whistful yet also happy. The affect is powerful
It is truly amazing when the Holy Spirit is around, mj. Regardless of the situation I was in yesterday, the Spirit moved me into the space of love. Blessings.
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That’s beautiful, P! I love it! 🙂
I love love., tk. ;P
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What awaits?
…. journey to the unknown….
Love lingers….what a great line, such a beautiful picture. 🙂
I’m still thinking of those teenagers, they are truly a beautiful sight.
Beautiful!
these children are beautiful, Cooper.
Powerful Blog! Beautiful!
that moment in time, yesterday, was powerful.
Next station, love. 🙂
All aboard !!!!
YES! 😀
This is deep and beautiful…. well-done.
The children were my muses. Thank you, Kimberly.