I write short poems whenever I’m in transit. These are some of the poems that are stored in my phone’s notes.
Wish we could slow-kiss
Into unearthing the truths
that our hearts keep guard.
He caught her mid-flight
and found new worlds, unexplored
Waiting in her eyes.
Taste my stories of bittersweet affairs
Rock me to the sound of the blaring traffic
Indulge me in cries of surrender
I'll likely forget by morning.