without love where would you be now poetry I watchedfor a trainevery nighton Moselnear the riverfor years in rainin darknessin snowI waitedevery night one nightit was coldI sawno trainso I left I sawno trainon Moselafter yearswatchingdeadtrack Share this: Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading...