Bus
Notes app poem about a young couple I watched say goodbye at the bus stop.
Did he notice the smile on her lips
As she stepped onto the bus,
Leaving him to his scooter?
He sped away,
Past the bus and herself,
Perhaps unaware that her love grew already,
And as the bus surpassed him eventually,
She moved closer to the window,
Tucking her black and white flower dress
Under her thighs, just to see him again,
Fleetingly,
And the same smile, still visible,
All kowing.
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