Lost in my thoughts
lost in my anxieties
through the twists & turns of a bus
I'm struck by the poise of a woman
She smiles to herself
Catching on to the pole
In pink and radiance she stands
in the crowd yet all alone
My eyes linger on her face
Her eyes, her lips, her radiance
All seems beautiful
And i'm lost in it all.
Can't tell u how it feels
to just look on such beauty
just to loose it again
but it dosen't matter
I'm the hopeless admirer.
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