Casual Relationship

you ride in a bus
on a long trip to Pagadian
beside you is a woman with long black hair
pink blouse, not wearing a bra,
juicy lips, smooth skin,
perfumed
just the two of you
and it rains
heavily and the bus speeds its
way climbing steep roads
then her head rests on
your chest
she must be tired
your heart beats faster
something in your body
grows
you do not want this journey
to end
you caress her hair
she wakes up
and smiles
and then you kiss

at the terminal she rushes
to the road where a black car is waiting
she waves her hand
bidding goodbye

just that.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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