Poem, Day 19

Whispered cries reverberated off steel ties
as lovers lost themselves in the throes of passionate farewells.
Steel horses clambered by as she held him close
and whispered goodbye into his ear, brushing past the strands of hair:
his skin, warm to the touch.
His tears, hot and heady, cascaded as she waved to him,
that metal contraption taking her away, but in his arms
she’ll stay forever in his dreams and lengthy nightmares.
Come back,
come back to me.