And Then With A Fleeting Glance,
The train was gone,
The line of churning steam,
Trailing it like a childs forgotten balloon,
And love was lost with the train,
Sucked away along the tracks,
Like a tireless evil struck upon you,
For the purpose of sin.
Nick Hilton
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/and-then-with-a-fleeting-glance/
