Next Stop Is Mine

Emotions wrapped tightly,
As fear and excitement mix.
My beating heart.
Lips dry,
Like an old desert oasis,
Filled with sand and disappointment.  
Squinting past the light,
Desperate to see inside the shadows
As they tantalize my eyes,
Dancing. Reaching. Touching.
A closeness shared only by lovers,
Overwhelms me. 
Shuddering to a stop
I am relieved
As the Subway doors open.


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