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A Grieving Traveler

I sat in a train again Without you... I sat with pain again Without you.. I wish you were there I wish to get back your stare I wish to share some words How I wished to look out of the window the same way as yesterday.. This journey that I start again Without you... This journey that I pause more often Without you... As there is no one to put a hand on My shoulder of disdain.. As there is no one to just make a  Harmless gesture of being insane.. How I wished to sip that cup of tea with a relentless life beyond the sea waiting to be free.. *Dedicated to my mom as she shares her feeling of loneliness after my dad passed away last year. They both used to love traveling together... * picture courtesy the author while she captures this on her train ride to  Carlisle, PA.
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Hold my hands.
Pull me over to you
Twirl me around.
With a breathtaking surround sound
Make those eyes.
That never tries.
Kiss me if you want..
As stay with me goes the chant.
Neatly whispering in..
My goosebumps run paper thin.
Wear your smile.
The ones that save quarantine from a mile.
Look into my eyes for a while.
Until I close and wish.
That every time when they open wide.
They take me into a sprawling ride.
Grab my waist and cuddle up in haste.
As a drop of dew enticing buttercups tastes.
Knowing the time is up.
Rush to the steps to draw a mark.
Of our spectacular embark.
And before your hands start loosing out the touch of my fingers.
My last tip clips to the very edge….
Tossing me into a cage.
A round of applause.
As I sit there wrapped up with curtains drawn to a stage.
The show is over…
Enact ceases backstage.
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