The night is perfect.
Cold air relief
From the loud
Heat of the bus.
Beyond the road
People laugh
And embrace;
A perfect soundtrack
That ignites the silent stillness.
I don't know where
You're coming from,
So I look both ways:
Left.
Right.
Left.
Right.
Left.
A headlight!
Every time
An approaching car
Announces itself
Through engine and gravel,
I turn and look up as
A speedbump throws light
Flaring through my retina,
Obscuring everything,
So that for a few seconds,
I have no idea
If it's you or not.
And with each passing car,
My anticipation
Grows.
And my excitement
Grows.
I am happy.
Oct 28, 2019
Oct 28, 2019 at 11:37 AM UTC
The night is perfect.
Cold air relief
From the loud
Heat of the bus.
Beyond the road
People laugh
And embrace;
A perfect soundtrack
That ignites the silent stillness.
I don't know where
You're coming from,
So I look both ways:
Left.
Right.
Left.
Right.
Left.
A headlight!
Every time
An approaching car
Announces itself
Through engine and gravel,
I turn and look up as
A speedbump throws light
Flaring through my retina,
Obscuring everything,
So that for a few seconds,
I have no idea
If it's you or not.
And with each passing car,
My anticipation
Grows.
And my excitement
Grows.
I am happy.