Love's Impatience

The hour and the minute hands
Coincided to end my working day
It's already dark, I am far away
From her, heart full of impatience

A puff from a cigarette doesn't help
To soothe the feelings that wrap me,
Of distant pining and of passions free;
Murmurs in my ears, of my other self.

With hasty steps I reach the station
But the steps are lined with two queues long
Each step, slow. Pushed back strong,
Made me look for another option.

Pushed through the crowd
With all my might, to get into the train.
Time put too much strain
Proved its strength, out loud.

Distance is a magnet
That pushes the ones apart,
To the closeness of heart;
Where love had once met.

There she was in front of me;
With eyes that can heal one
Make all tired feelings gone.
And in her world I let myself free.