This poem will be short, 

As I am with inspiration,

Sat here on a bus, I wonder...

Why did I say ON a bus and not IN,

After all, I'm technically indoors.

Ambulating, or more accurately, sitting.

I watch the world go by,

Listen to music,

Lust after the cute girl opposite me,

See the rain, smile and sing, sometimes out loud.

I'm happy.

The girl is cute, but gimmie my Kitten any day.

Here's the love part of the poem:

I love her,

Happiness is never far away,

She sends me a text and my eyes, face, soul lights up,

I'm excited to no end. 

I'm thinking about her as I look at the rain.

Folk rush around, huddled, as if rain had never fallen

It has you know. It is Scotland, after all.

This is less a poem than a bunch of random paragraphed thoughts.

Kitty and Kitten walking in the rain,

Hands held, snuggling close, smiles plastered.

It's a happy, hopeful thought.

Poem over, thanks for reading.