Night Train

                                  The message

In a faded envelope

In a vice-like grip



The passage

Of a carriage in the dark

On a foreign trip (again)



The image

Of a figure in the trees

In the evening rain



The knowledge

Of a stranger in your midst

On a speeding train (again)



Night train

He senses

Perfume lingers in the night

Smell of French cologne



He watches

As a hand turns down the light

Leaves him all alone (again)



He whispers

In a dim lit empty room

But it's all in vain



He laughs

When he reads the note he finds

On the midnight train (again)



Night train

Journey on the night train