That was a deadly summer afternoon
On the crowded railway station
I was in the train compartment
As you held my hands from outside
Mumbling last few incomplete phrases
And the train whisked ahead
On the abject railway tracks
Leaving you at the platform
With your fluttering hand
And your despondent heart;
Making us apart
For the first time
Since spring came
To our life.
I felt hapless
As I could not wipe
The memories that bubbled out
From your irresistible eyes.

My heart was slicing apart
By the sharp whistles of the train
As it forged ahead
With it's cruel wheels
Cutting you smaller and smaller
With it's prickly speed
And finally invisible
For me.
But the poor train was unaware
You are inseparable from
My heart, conscience, dreams
And breath.