Highway Fling 

On this highway maybe I will catch sight, 

Just a glimpse of you as the bus zooms past, 

I will see what I think is a pout,

A mouth suspended mid fact,  

Wonder what you are conversing about,

What is that, that makes you tick,

Where you go to sleep in the night, 

If there is someone holding you tight, 

Or if you share my plight, 

Aways in flight, 

Waiting for the opotune moment to alight,

A moment that always back fights. 



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