poem~River Roads and Bus Stops

River Roads and Bus Stops

Platform teetering
ticket clutched hidden
sometimes I feel
I love you
more than I should
eyes reflections of trees
smooth stones sparkling
under water
and I can almost taste
lips cinnamon musk
arms wrapped around me
as I linger
longer than I should
seconds trapped ticking
your quiet smile of corner dimples
sometime you feel
you love me
more than you should
but our hands clasp
and we both most certainly
do.

Nikki Lockhart

riverrock

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