The sun was setting down,
As I kept waiting at the bus station.
That's when I saw her the first time,
She was tiny as if dying from starvation.
We were at the same bus, same seat,
Sitting next to each other.
The bus turned a stiff turn,
She fell on me, as our eyes met one another.
It was uncomfortable for both,
So she decided to have a chat.
Things took a long shift in gears,
And she kept yapping about this and that.
Somehow, I found her intriguing and interesting,
A curious case of intelligence.
I lost track of time and destination,
Under the aura of her magnificence.