Sexy stranger on the train!

I was trying hard
to read my book
merely to avoid
your lusty look
to ignore...
or perhaps more…..

Every time I looked out
of the train window
to follow the mountains
the far end of meadow
I caught you
scaling the mountains
in the flimsy,
white crepe piece
that clung to my mountains
like a melted glacier.

You smiled
for no reason
or may be for a reason.
I looked down
at the peaks,
felt warm flush
on my cheeks..

Our bodies were speaking
to each other
like long lost lovers
craving to reach out
yearning to yield..

The fellow passengers
unaware
of the discreet
love messages
passed around,
got down
in the next big town...

People around
in slumber deep,
I tossed turned
and pretended to sleep..
Thinking about the dawn
few hours away
and the sexy stranger
waiting right my way..

Click shut
went off the night lamp
your hand came on mine
like a clamp

I shrunk
on my berth
and let you spread
over me
Like a familiar blanket..

You scaled my mountains
glided into my valley
while some new passengers
passed through
the dark alley…

Two bodies
locked so tightly..
Strangely
we kept hugging
with the train chugging…
following the rhythm
with the undulating plateau..

No words
spoken
no promises
broken…
Promises
of strange pleasures
and familiar warmth
in the hottest winter
of December month..