Our love
Was on the slow train
So much to see
So much to learn
Along our way.
Not an express
Everything a blur
Arriving gasping for air
Wondering where we were
And how we got there.
Lots of stops on our way
But never leaving the train
Knowing where we were going
And looking forward
To being there.
Lots of plans, dreams
Much more than friends
But friends with much more
Not the first to arrive
But certain to stay
Ready to explore
All that lay ahead.