Today

A humorous write

I've met the most amazing man
I met him on a seat cushion
He'd travelled well he answered me
'I've seen no-one apart from thee'

Vanishing track and countryside
a storyteller's trade he plied
We rode with wolves and fairytales
in Winter winds and Summer gales

Told of how the vampyres thirsted
looking fine in tailored worsted
Never a journey so complete
how I lived sat upon that seat

and now I draw a close of sorts
and put an end to unbound thoughts
I must alight at station stop
and leave my dandy journey fop

but far behind, he carriage dwells
left in the lands of sights and smells
and one day soon, or else I'll burn
to the fabric's stitch I'll return