Friday, July 22, 2016

He sat beside her


Her eyes glanced shyly at him
Fingers playing with her hair
As he glanced at her
He'd loved her so much

So quickly she looked away                 
Lest he think she wanted him                  
But that was the truth                                 
Right through her childhood                           

That was their own hidden realm             
Holding hands on the way to school      
That warm loving touch                        
So many years ago                                  

Now that they had met again                    
She didn’t know what to say                     
All these years later                                    
Her heart in her mouth                              
                       
He came over and then spoke                 
“Do you remember me?” he asked             
The train rattled on                                     
He sat beside her                                        

She nodded “Of course I do”
Their hands were almost touching
He felt her fingers
While she closed her eyes

She whispered “I’m married now”
His hand was now holding hers
“Yes I feel the ring”
He turned, their eyes met

She felt so frightened at first
But then it became routine
Commuters chatting 
With their dark secret

Each morning they caught that train
On the way to the city
Just two friends talking
No one noticed them

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10 comments:

  1. This is soo beautiful! I could feel each word and the emotion within. Especially adore 'That was their own hidden realm,holding hands on the way to school,that warm loving touch so many years ago.' Beautifully penned. Thank you so much for participating at Prompt Nights and for your constant love and support :D

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  2. now...that's what 'hidden realm' is for, a bit of darkness & a bit of laughter :)

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  3. Bittersweet and sad... Some hidden realms burn so deeply... and for so long. I wonder where their story will go...

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  4. Luv this realm of innocence you shared

    Much love...

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  5. Lovers are adept in creating hidden realms. I hope that they can find a way towards a happy end to their story.

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  6. Such a beautifully poignant story...I'm sure many of us have been there on occasion XXX

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  7. A lovely story of lovers beginning again where they left off,,,hand in hand,,no harm intended,,sweet gifts,,

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  8. Oh what a fabulous poem Robin...2 old lovers caught in a hidden realm again on a train....loved this!

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