May 5, 1 Train

As the train hurtled downtown,
passing 110th,
rushing toward 103rd,
images danced in the windows.

For a moment,
only a moment,
brown eyes reflected toward mine

For a moment,
only a moment,
brown eyes captured mine.

For a moment,
only a moment,
brown eyes flashed a smile to mine.

For a moment,
a moment lingering still,
my eyes smiled in return.