Before I know you

The ground is wet and, you haven’t arrived yet.
My teeth hug my lips, as i swallow                                                                   aware you are getting closer.


I hear your words caressing my legs,
my eyelids are rest,                                                                                               and my breath grows faster.

This daydream consumes me
as I sit,
waiting for your gaze
to light up this train station.

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