Companion Poem by Shaw Luo

It was a long route
we were each other's companion
in this noisy Friday evening
on a not so crowded bus

She was typing a text message
carefully, and slowly
into her mobile phone
a small handwritten note
dancing occasionally in her other hand

I admired her indulgence, and speed
from a world that constantly keeps us spinning
I think, she must be a poet
who waits for true words
even if nothing in life would wait for her