Airport Martini

   Airport Martini

 

Staring into the clear blue sky my mind escapes to the great what if.

What if this airport martini Is tasty and I cannot refrain

from having another? What if his smile reflects

on the frosty glass and I cannot resist

looking his way and giving

him a sly little smile?

My eyes do the

talking.

The

deep

dark

riddle

of me

comes

obvious

to the

tall

suave

stranger

Clashing

notes

of come

hither

and

stay

away

scream

from

the

near

empty room

A vacuum of matter filled with desire

As I release a slow hungry moan of longing

his humid breath on the back of my neck whispers

 

“come with me…we can discover that clear blue sky together and escape”

by Connie Young and Maria Elena (JAN, 2016)