Train RideA Poem by Corinna BridgeburyIt’s practically masochistic To sit here and think of you, Of your face above mine, As the sun rises. And as the wheels turning beneath me Bear me ever farther away from you, From your blue eyes, your laugh, your touch, I can only think about those things That I will be missing most, Those things that will draw me back to you. © 2010 Corinna Bridgebury |
Stats
135 Views
2 Reviews Added on March 25, 2010 Last Updated on March 25, 2010 Author
|