Tuesday, August 9, 2016

Midnight

I'm standing in the rain 
I'm not the midnight train 
Waiting at the station 
Coming and going 

Coming 
And 
Going 

Do you see me here 
Wait with me 
Traveling alone 

Never asking me where I'm going 
My suit case full 

Am I not the beauty 
As you cast your stone 

My heart beating on broken tracks 
Dead 
And gone 

A leather cliche 
I'm more than fascinated 

But you can't read this can you 
Or your suitcase would be ready 

I'm more than this 
I'm a kiss 
Hello 

Not just good bye 

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