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Love in a transit lounge

Contributed by dravere on Wednesday, 4th June 2003 @ 10:35:00 AM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry

I sat in the light hard chair
Waiting with a cigarette and the paper
Absent mindedly watching the planes
When a bird flew into my world

At first I was transfixed
Unable to tear my eyes away
But then I thought what the hell
I’m only here for three hours

Outwardly cool, inwardly terrified
I made way over, via the sweet shop
Breath mints never a bad choice
Especially after airline food

I sat next to her
My palms sweating
Like a first time TV presenter
And presented myself

Her name was Lana
She too was a Londoner
Bored with the city
She left to see a new world

As we chatted we relaxed
I stopped sweating
And even got so bold as to
Offer her a drink

We sat in corner
Of a smoky bar
Drinking cheap wine
Diving into each other

Only two hours left

She looked at me
In a way I’d only seen
A few times before
All I could do was return it

She lent over to me
Past the drugs of the house
And pulling me to her
We kissed

She grabbed me
And dragged me out of the bar
Out of the airport
Into a hotel

What happened there
You can only guess
Only we can know
But the passion…

Half an hour left

We dressed
Made the bed
Ran from the hotel
God knows who’s room it was

Back in the airport
She takes me to my gate
She gives me a piece of paper
And a kiss

On the plane
Her racing through my mind
I open the paper
Her photo, no more, no less

As the plane takes off
So do I
Not sorry that it is no more
Thankful that it was

Love in a Transit Lounge

Copyright Â© dravere ... [ 2003-06-04 10:35:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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