First kiss in a shared
bedroom closet in New Jersey.
She would grow up
to live inside
the New York City subway
dwell time
long after moving away.
Would finally confess
the love of her life
to be a crowded train
rushing along subterranean tracks
on a sunny day
in October. Those closing
door chimes
ring louder and clearer
than any guitar
she mistakenly thought
was played just for her.
Poignant.
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