Parallel Tracks Poem by Beatrice Preti

Parallel Tracks



I jump on a train at the end of the day
Waiting for your love to whisk me away
The wheels start to move, and our journey begins
Two lovers united until the night ends
The wind in my hair is chilly and cool
A reminder that love is heartless and cruel
But, for now, I don't care, the tracks vibrate below
And my heart starts to pound, we don't take it slow
The train barrels forward, and my love rushes on
Faster and faster, until it's all gone
The track starts to slow, and the clatters are few
The journey is over, nothing here left to do
So I'll find a new train, with a shiny new track
Please don't mourn for me if I never come back
Because, if I die, I'll die with a smile
Thinking I could be loved, at least for a while
While the train flies away, I'll be happy and free
Thinking nothing could come between my love and me
Trains are exciting, but when they run out of fuel
Their journeys are over, and the lesson is cruel
But in the heat of the moment, sparks fly through the air
It's dangerous business, but I really don't care
Each time, at each station, I'll pick a new track
And wherever it takes me, I'll never look back

Friday, January 16, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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