Strange Morning

It's 7:30 in the morning it's as cold as ice I'm sitting next to a beautiful girl in taxi Lilongwe isn't that far in a ractis she bends to the front Bench screamed like one invaded by a cramp she swerves right left. and stains her yellow lipstick on my blue shirt I can see pain in her eyes sixteen eyes are on me, she leans towards me, holds me tight I felt flattered so gently I touched her hand, she's as hot as a burning coal does she need anyone to talk to ? I am next to her I could feel her heart beat faster from her palms landed on my lap her hands waving, aiming for the taxi roof she hugged me, I hugged a total stranger, I felt some comfort in her discomfort she then was calm, and everyone looked through the window the other side