Train Ride: Updated

the sun kisses my face 

as you kiss my cheek 

with one of my legs on 

your lap 

you will make sure that you won’t glitch 

and your hands-

please ask it to behave 

from scratching my thighs to holding my hands to hugging my waist

sharing earphones 

you don’t mind whether it’s pink-

or it’s another melodramatic Malay song

playing 

oh, the girl beside me moved to the other side immediately when the seats were empty

perhaps she felt annoyed, or cringed when we laughed and grooved to our old jams 

but if only she feels what we feel at this moment of time-

i don’t think she will ever want this train ride to stop, 

and i only want this feelings to end

when my heart stops beating 

then only we can hop off.