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[bodytext] => 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 [comments] => 0 [counter] => 156 [topic] => 2 [informant] => dravere [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
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