Love for them...

They look at a pair 

His hand tangling in her hair

On the front seat of the bus

“Well this, This reminds me of us.” 

Love to souls 

Is pleasant to behold

Thousands of smiles 

Moving across miles

Shining faces in the morning sun

Scurrying it away from everyone

In the spritzing rain, in the wind

For each other, the songs they sing.