| The Thunderous Sounds of Love.......... | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| The Trainman | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Off in the distance the rumbles begin, As the oncoming train leaps deep within. The track holds stedfast, as the rush begins, And the wheels of motion glide over my skin. The power of the engines pull the tremendous loads, As the handsome engineer keeps his keen eyes on the roads. The crossings are laden with watchful hearts Because the thrill of the locomotive forbids them to start. The cars are coupled, pair upon pair, Each leading the others to keep the tracks bare. Hold tight to the rail as Throttle 8 is reached Until the speed of our climax is sensually breached. The shiny engines of power pull long, As into the dark tunnels it sings its song. The cry of the whistle warns of its approach As the thunderous voice of ecstasies encroach. The Trainman takes care to loosen his load With cars being side-railed alongside the road. Not forgotten, but placed in line, As the Trainman takes them all, in time. | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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Peace, love, and persuasion......hoping they'll rise to the occasion. Kewl, cool, kul.......always in love. | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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