…on a fantasy!
What would it feel like to walk into an airport terminal.
Or a coffee shop.
And be swept away on a journey that will change the rest of my life?
How would it feel to be rushed off my feet by a look.
A glance to my soul.
A fleeting touch to my hand.
Sending frissons of electricity along my spine.
How will I handle flight from reality.
Straight to the demise of sensibility, or responsibility.
Dare I dream of a knight.
On a shining iron horse.
Sweeping me away from all life’s dreariness.
And on to ecstacy and bliss.
Can I hope that one day, our eyes would meet.
Across a crowded room, or in the line next to me in the bank.
Would I recognise it?
Can I keep it?