Ghost Trains

Crash on the highway,

Stranded between

My friends had waited,

But left without me

A glimpse on the platform,

We met on the train

She came from further,

Heading my way



Three days in April,

Three years ago

One black eyed stranger

I learned to know

Made all my plans stop

Shook me off track

Ten days of longing

I followed her back



A plane made of paper

Struck by the light

Circled forever

Over the city at night

Like a movie,

Like a song,

How it should be

Being young