Love Errant

This could be our fairy tale--
with you my prince, and I your princess,
But our kingdoms sit
on either side
of these mountains,
with only these tunnels,
and the film running between them and
music: the rails, connecting the two of us,
and God, the train that carries us forward.

If only I could see through
these dim windows,
to see what you think of me from
that platform,
if you think of me at all.