Just a passenger on the long journey

The train stopped at the station

All drowsy yet restless

Closed eyes wondered if this journey would ever reach its destination.

Among the tens of feet stepping onto the train

Did I feel a footing like a gush of wind

that made me fly without wings.

She handed me the golden ticket

And light came in despite the surrounding snowy thicket

Her smile so enchanting

For even the stars above me wondered

Whose glitter shines so bright, blinding all eyes

And the sweet embrace like of the winter blankets

That welcome you into the beautiful spring

Nectarous and pleasant

The tepid glow of our entwining fingers

Sheltered me from the worst tempest.

Stayed with me for days that I had hoped to be decades until

Sound asleep and rid was I from restless nightmares finally

But the chilling frost creeping up my fingers

Did push my eyes open, blurry

Only to see her standing by the door

Her hair flowing with the cool breeze

As she steps out into white taking away the warmth I ever lived for

And never to be seen again

Just like a passenger on a long journey.

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