Boy of my heart-
where are you going?
Is there a train you are catching?
A girl you are meeting?
What is it that makes you rush by so
and
did you feel as I did when our eyes met?
As though someone had plucked at your heartstrings?
Did you turn back for me as I turned back for you,
but seconds after,
missing each other by inches
like strangers in a subway?
