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That train

I wish to be in that train
Which takes us to our room again
To feel this heat and longing in my veins
To hide my self in your arms, palms, mouth
And drown drown drown

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  • individuality gold member
    June 11

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    ah the train journey, along the night track, of love, where there are waters rippling, reflecting hearts, submerge the spirit, a good poem.