By Mark Russell

The night is perfect.
Cold air relief
From the loud
Heat of the bus.
Beyond the road
People laugh
And embrace;
A perfect soundtrack
That ignites the silent stillness.  
I don’t know where
You’re coming from,
So I look both ways:
A headlight!
Every time
An approaching car
Announces itself
Through engine and gravel,
I turn and look up as
A speedbump throws light
Flaring through my retina,
Obscuring everything,
So that for a few seconds
I have no idea
If it’s you or not.
And with each passing car,
My anticipation grows.
And my excitement grows.
I am happy.

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