A girl beautyful
Her eyes shining
Her lips smiling and inviting
Her hands reaching
For the rails on the train
Where my hands are sharing the same rail
Grasping the rail together with my hands
Smiling and inviting
Her perfume reached my nose
Obsession,yes obsession
That I know and that I don’t like
Neither the name nor the smell
I turn around to see who
She is just a kid around fifteen
What does she know about me or the world
Remind me of the moth
Who will go in the fire
To get the satisfaction
Not to get burned
I looked at her and looked away
C’mon she whispered in my ears
Getting off the train
I stayed with a smile on my face