i
pressed my hand
to amtrak glass
as the train pulled
out of penn station
tears flowing down both
our cheeks
you a vision in your
well traveled boat shoes
and khakis
leaning against forever
i have a picture
snapped in my phone
you have the match in yours
of that moment
it was the exact point in
any of our voyages across
the seas of time
that i loved you the most
we were still perfect
and
drunk on bottled rationalizations then
i raise a dinosaur land shot glass
to you my darling
for handing that ticket
to the conductor
placing the maple leafed passport in
the pocket of your
well chosen jacket
moving on
going toward the light
bon voyage
to the man
who taught me how
to pack for a trip
layer luncheon meats
flashlight and pocket knife savvy
just in case the world ends
because of you
i can leave
anywhere
no longer
do i require
this cumbersome armor
i will never see fireworks
without
memories of us
arm in arm
along a river
converting
steel into love
inside a
bessamer
converter
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