Bus Ride

Screeching brakes, city lights Faces blur in the night

Crowded bus, a sea of strangers Lost in thoughts, no danger

Then a glance, a spark ignites A stolen gaze, a secret hides

A silent message, eyes collide A hidden fire, deep inside

Bus ride rumble, hearts are drummed Cold words whispered, overcome

Is it danger? Is it thrill? This hidden language gives us chills

Fueling flames, a silent pyre Souls ablaze, reaching higher

Every stop, a stolen glance This secret dance, a thrilling trance

Whispered riddles, cryptic clues Playground taunts, forbidden views

Is it love, or is it fear? This whispered game, so crystal clear