I Fell in love tonight on the bus
the strange worshipful kind of love
that one has with a stranger
you don't see their faults
their bad side
They exist only in the moment
a moment of perfection
in an imperfect world.
A moment wherein your
Soul, absorbs the other
every aspect of their body language
their manner
calls out to you.
She is elegant, beautiful, unreachable.
Kind, sweet, and generous too.
And when you step off the bus
and look back
She is looking at you