3 Minute love affair sonnet
Hot Australian sun reflecting and refracting
from chrome and glass.
Our cars stopped at traffic lights clustered in a knot.
Fingers tap, eyes meet, gear levers thrust, adjust the feet.
He looks nice, she looks nice, attractive - attractive made
a pass.
Eyes and smiles linger behind glass,
a fair person, a fair proposition, a fair occasion,
a three minute love affair with no time for liason.
Place; moment; smile; the face is sweet.
The red light changes, we all move off,
they smile again,
and lower the eyes, just enough.
In a brief scenario they somehow connected,
communication maintained and not rejected,
a moment in time poetic but rough.
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