A Journeyed Affair Poem by Matthew Holloway

Their eyes met across the carriage
As they waited for the train to depart
The hustle of people passing by
Looking for seats or raising luggage
Into the overhead compartments
She smiled first he returned that smile
There were no words exchanged
Just a conversation in glances, smiles
Soon the heave and pull of the train
As it left the station
The rattle and hum of the wheels on rails
Houses, shops and roads passed by
Being nothing other than a backdrop
A window behind a person looking over
More smiles, eyes blinking
The countryside, other stations
Passed without a second thought
You can say so much with just a look
The way you hold yourself
Soft eyes curled lips
Soon the journey ended and she left
Without a word being spoken