I will..

I sat
At the top of the bus on this bright spring day
I saw
What looked to me like the beginnings of a smile
I glanced
Again in the hope that it was for me
It was
Yet the traffic held no romantic fascination for either one of us
I waved
The only reminder I have is the flicker of panic across your face
I wished
For a moment longer - to know your name - for you to know mine
I should
Have insisted the driver stopped - reversed - held up traffic
I knew
Saturday shoppers on a mission would never understand
I will
Walk that way
Again
Slowly
Observably
You
Will never
Feel lonely
Again
I yearn
To be close
To you
Until then
I shall listen to this
And think
Of you
Yes
I will