Tucked away in shyness,
Both tender and sweet.
Eyes tracing it in silence,
A feeling lost in street.
Too many to handle,
Too close to flee.
One tiny fish left adrift,
In the beauty of vast sea.
All faces closing in,
Burning soul from deep within.
A gentle whisper, a warm touch,
Heart's too weak, to act so much.
A crowded bus, feminine, unknown,
A curious man, traveling alone.
No route to follow, no name to call,
Embracing the thrill, yet lost in it all.