By Mihran Kalaydjian, CHA
Consultant, Strategist, and Writer
I am on the passenger side,
Daydreaming to the sky
The day's bright and full of life.. then
In a mile, I caught your sight
My heart starts beating triple times
The thing that I don't know why
And the bus stopped for a while
Not long you're in the seat behind
The music starts playing love songs
I get notion to have conversation
I love your eyes put in my direction,
I find my heart set in motion
We talk and talk while the road seems stretched,
The time runs slow till I reached my place
All was fantasy, I never noticed,
You wake me up, all eyes on my face.
(I wrote this poem from an experience when I was in a bus and caught sight of another passenger who had me wonderstruck! Well, other than that, I also have a deeper meaning with this poem!)
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