Kings Cross

July 14, 2011
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Through the dirty square window. I see you.
As it’s pulling in. Your face. Ghostly, translucent, blurred.
The same as every mid-day Rush hour
At Kings Cross. But still, I’m un-prepared.
The harsh screech of the stop
Drowns out, the scream of my heart
As you step off. Vertical lines and a tight knotted tie
Is what you are.
I can only dream of seeing you
In pants. Bed-head. Morning breath.
As you roll over, push my hair from my face and kiss me.
Before getting ready for work.
But for now, this is enough.
Straight lines. Suitcase. Cologne.
I look hopeful as you walk towards me.
Fresh chip-portion wrapped bouquet of lilies in your stern grip.
Ring on your finger glimmers. I long for its twin.
But you pass me.
And once again, I pretend, you’re not the one I’m waiting for.

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tornado said...
Feb. 29, 2012 at 3:12 pm
It's nice. I wouldn't have thought about the idea.
Reader101 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 15, 2011 at 4:37 pm

i LOVE this! you are a good writer!:) this is really good:)


check out some of mine?:)

I Fell

That Girl


The Ballad of a Rebel




Just to name a few........ if you would:)

WithPenAndScript said...
Aug. 7, 2011 at 10:47 pm
Awesome :)))
HollyBell replied...
Aug. 8, 2011 at 8:32 am


Yay my first comment! Thank you so much! x

WithPenAndScript replied...
Aug. 8, 2011 at 11:24 am
No problem! keep up the good, great, awesome work :)
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