Argent is driving the bus, and unrequited love is the topic. While this doesn't really fit the bill, as my bus tickets often don't, it is about love. Well, sort of. For other bus riders and the Poetry Bus challenge, read here.
On this day in 1969
Really, though at night,
We held our bakelite lifelines
And marveled at the thought
That man was on the moon.
When the call is over, we swore,
We’ll go outside and wish
On that same moon and wonder.
Meanwhile, you were in the army,
And I was in my teens,Left behind as surely
As if you walked atop green cheese.