I saw a girl on the bus today
Her beauty passing fair
When she smiled I’d not look away
Her face framed with honeyed hair
I spoke not to her on this day
But doubt I’ll soon forget
All the things one cannot say
To those one hasn't met
To the woman I may never know
Thank you for the way
You made the world turn so slow
Tho I had naught to say
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