Written by Jacob Ibrag
Two lovers on a train holding hands at
night. Married to the present and providing each
others light. We don’t understand it and how could we?
Jaded observers far removed from what used to be.
And when they go, the light will travel. Two
lovers on a train and everyone else.
Photo by Corey Agopian
Eyes + Words 
When we’re in love , it seemed, that nobody else matters, or exists in this world, besides the two of us…
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Do you know what your words made me picture.. a rush, a million people walking fast in all directions. And in the middle of it all, a light; a blinding glow of two people holing hands, like the peaceful center of a tornado. You express quite a lot with your poetry, quite a lot…
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That is a really nice sentiment. And nice to see you posting more often again. CSS to you!
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Thanks Randy 🙂
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You’re welcome, Jacob 😊
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This is excellent 🌻
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Thank you very much 🙂
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Great poetry! You seem to have a great grasp on descriptive poetry!
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Thank you very much 🙂
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