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"A Serenade on Steel Rails"
#WritcoPoemPrompt10
Rickety, rick, rackety rack,
The train sings a song on its old track,
We swing with its tune,
Swaying and bouncing a moment too soon,
Under moonlit sky, our hearts intertwine, In this rhythmic dance of yours and mine.
The whispers of night through the open window,
Carry secrets and dreams in their flow, As we journey through valleys and over hills, Time stands still, held by the magic it instills.
With each gentle sway, a love story unfolds, In the clickety-clack, a tale of love it molds, Hand in hand, we watch the world pass by, On this old train, under the starry sky.
And as the train hums its lullaby so sweet, We find solace in this tender retreat, In each other's arms, we find our way back, To the melody of our love on this old track.
© corrinaw
Rickety, rick, rackety rack,
The train sings a song on its old track,
We swing with its tune,
Swaying and bouncing a moment too soon,
Under moonlit sky, our hearts intertwine, In this rhythmic dance of yours and mine.
The whispers of night through the open window,
Carry secrets and dreams in their flow, As we journey through valleys and over hills, Time stands still, held by the magic it instills.
With each gentle sway, a love story unfolds, In the clickety-clack, a tale of love it molds, Hand in hand, we watch the world pass by, On this old train, under the starry sky.
And as the train hums its lullaby so sweet, We find solace in this tender retreat, In each other's arms, we find our way back, To the melody of our love on this old track.
© corrinaw
