He returned to that place
The beginning of journeys
A start point often visited
Now changed by a look
A daily routine upended
By the simplest of smiles
The trains came and went
He watched his own with intent
Hoping, anticipating, wanting
To see that that girl again
Playing out conversations
In his mind and heart
Saying all that he never said
A moment now passed exists
As near perfect as ever
In the pulse he sees her
Smile, those eyes
Beautiful and perfect
Entice him to wait, believe
He will journey with her
Once again
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