I became a train
upon your never-ending track,
gulping back air
until I was ready to whistle
chapters of our journey
yet my muse remained mine,
although my soul swelled
within a rushing heat of haste,
that barely bruised itself
against bodily barriers.
I was early-morning hungry
and thought of you
deep inside my throat,
whilst your half-wrapped swirls
of steam
blanketed me in belonging...
and I announced my arrival
upon the lettering
of your hands.
[Night hadn't blocked our needs,
nor had it noticed
the nuance of stars--
yet we had travelled
herculean heights,
to find the intensity
of desire's ultimate destination].
You found my fuel,
held heart up to tender stories
and etched episodes
inside my essence,
until I didn't dare to look
the wrong way
incase my mind became arid
and I was able to view clouds
within my colour.
You saved me from stranded,
cupped companionship
inside my station
and hummed me home
to the words of my wishes
and so I succumb
to sideways smiles,
while rails reach the tales
of forever-more.
Bronze trophy winner
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