I breathe you in and out
Taking in your scent,
Taking you soft in my hand.
I hold you as a holy thing
Between my arms and legs
Feeling you breathe.Feeling your life pulse
And there,
Under the blanket of darkness.
Is unspoken truth
Is quiet beauty
In the distance
A train goes by
the soft chattering of the rails
and the soulful whistle call
And we wonder
Without mentioning it
About the other bedrooms
And the other lovers listening
And we wonder
Without mentioning it
If they are so far from us
As our solitude imagines.
Under the low moan
We lie together
Drinking in the dark
Taking in the silence
Riding together in our minds
The train into the night.
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