That sound rings in my head
as I stood,
Waited and watched
Warm touches with cold hands
A smile across the tears
The racing time on my slow clock
I remember it all
A whiff of your fragrance,
Holds me still
11 minutes passed
On that overcrowded platform
I hoped it stopped
and clenched my fists
But, there was that sound
I stood,
Waited and watched
I stood.
I watched.
I waited.
Briskly, I walked off,
Never turned back
The sound still rings in my head,
As I stand and watch.
Saturday, July 11, 2009
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