Crosslegged on the busstop bench he sat
casually sipping on a syrupy brew of warm
sunny day and honeysuckle blossoms
she understood this stranger completely
a certain "velvet"
about the moment existed and its
presence created a smooth tactile
sensation of soft comfort
She smiled as she gazed through him and
daydreamed about her own common
experience and was caught by the corner of his eye.
He smiled to her in recognition
and confirmation of their common bond.
The uniform of his fingers over his palm
whispering, "Hi", stirred her back to reality.
Seeing this, she blushed having now realized
she had been read so easily and
copying his childlike wave, waved back.
The green light signaled the ending of their common
moment and she drove on
as he was left waiting for his bus.