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Of boys and Trains

I bring to you traditions of train rides
Romances have traversed these tracks
Long before I come along
All aboard to rock this long cradle
To a breast well drawn
With sigils standing stead
For principles cherished
And hopes for the future.

I add to these tracks my own
Rhythmic wheels laying down the bass line
Of my heart's strings
Tangled merrily around you
Binding desires and skin
With sweat and joy

This train rocks gods
Of sciences comforting
In logic superstitious
And steeped in pining traditions
Of lovers riding to futures as long as these rails.