I can feel her cold palm in mine
We've been here for about an hour now
We haven't said a word
I look into her eyes
Like I've done countless times before
and in them, I see something essential to my survival
She doesn't complement, No, she completes me
a peculiar sum, one plus one equals one
The train pulls up
I can feel her grip tighter
tears roll down her eyes
down mine
There's no good way to say goodbye
I'd rather time froze
forever
.... you can't see the future with tears in your eyes
Alone.
Alone, I stand on the concourse
as she pulls away
into the arms of the horizon
... if you see the future, ask it if I'm there.
Julian Obubo. Nov 2009
I've been getting a lot of visitors from Denmark checking out this particular poem, can any of you Danish visitors please tell me why this poem is so popular. Thanks
