Smile on a Train from Potsdam to Berlin

On the train from Potsdam to Berlin: I
leap every time the train doors close
with their beeping terror alarms. You laugh
and we watch as the trees and lakes pass by,
the huge suburban houses growing into City.
You cuddle my hand and I look at you.

For a moment, forever remembered,
you smile. No ordinary, pleased-to-meet-you
smile. It was Love. You had given up all your
fears and let your Love for me shape you
so prettily. I feel bathed. That smile, perfect.

I leave you at Berlin airport. You’re all
tears and stay one more minute. I’m all
go home and don't look back, but glad
you’re crying. It proves your smile is going
to last. I walk away surprised I am
crying, but pleased. It proves I love you to.