by John J Kazlauskas

love in a small winter town
the train takes me there
chugging up the hill
through the piled snow
all around the fire

I arrive at noon
full of berries and small chocolates
for you I say
as I step down onto the platform

you turn
saying berries are expensive
and chocolate is neurotic
why would any women want these
as the train pulls away.

John J Kazlauskas is retired and living in Tucson Arizona where he writes, paints, swims and cooks. This is his first attempt to get his work published.