Emily is Love


Why so sullen?
Hey there Miss.

A thought that flutters here and
there
The way you looked at me just now,
sparks,
brightens,
fireworks of...
not of an explosive kind

Calmness, you brought

But I dont know you,
little Miss,

Do I have to?

I dont want to destroy you little Miss.
You seem,
happy.
Im not worthy. Of joy. Maybe I do. But its a long way. I wont make it.
Ill be dead by then.

You make me happy.
You remind of joy.
Love?
Lets not get love in the picture. Its impossible.

The train is stopping,
dear
miss.

You look good in that by the way.

Ill call you Emily.