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In the back of the bus, we sit

Hands clasped, hearts beating in perfect sync....

The world outside rushes by in a blur, 

But in this moment, Its just you and me, secure....


The wind plays with your hair ,

And I can't help but stare , 

At the way your eyes shine

Reflecting the love that is mine...


The rumble of the bus, the hum of the street 

A backdrop to our love, so raw and sweet 

No need for words, our eyes convey , 

All the feelings we hold so dear...


Eyes linger on us , curious and surprised,

Whispers and glances from the other side

But we pay no mind to the outside noise,

For in our love, we found our own joy


So let them stare, let them wonder and guess

We're lost in each other, nothing less....



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