Chasing buses

He says 'I love you'
it becomes almost perfunctory
I say 'I love you' back
and we laugh about
not chasing buses
once you've caught them.
Later, when we've made love,
he reaches out
and holds me so close
I feel his breath on my ear
and I'm glad
I caught this bus
and not the next one.




Poetry by Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2009-05-08 at 19:48

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melanie sue
I love the analogies! AH, but it makes me think of all those folks that never got on the bus to start with, those poor folks that missed the bus.
2009-05-09


Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart!
Elle...your lovely love poem, I'm sure, will prompt all the
bus companies to raise their fares ...

xxxx Stan
2009-05-09


Brian Oarr
That guy is so lucky and I'm so jealous. Oh yeah, nicely penned Elle. :-)
2009-05-09


Rob Graber
How nice to read a mature love poem!
2009-05-08


NicholasG
Sometimes we luck out and the universe unfolds as we would want it to!! After all, if poetry is not emotion, what is it?
xox Nick
2009-05-08