Take Me, Poem by Liyo Denorte

metro buses
travelling from south
you can hear it
sound waves turning to your right
they passed you by
they swept you
with short goodbyes
fleeting
skipped fro a tip toe
beep beep bashing
beep beep smashing
with your skin
tainted with sin
lacking
of sweet sentiments
growing
with bland insolence
when was the last time
you've seen someone out there
waiting
eyes unwavered
vespering
unfaltered
thoughts meander
unto the unknown
space, filled with
moving desperation
to be taken away
with you