So this morning, on the bus
I watched this woman sitting across from me.
She was maybe twenty-five
Hair short and brown, but brushed shiny, and sitting perfectly around her chin.
She pulls her phone out of her bag and reads a text message.
Her skin glowing and eyes crinkling on the sides,
She smiles, for a while, reading the message once again over.
I look at her lips, pink and full.
And someone in this world thinks that's the cutest smile they've ever seen.

May be the cutest smile i've ever seen.
The way she's so absorbed in the reading of treasured words.
And her red jacket bunches close at the shoulders.
I feel love for this stranger.