I get on this plane to come home and as the engine begins to thrust and my body is pushed back into my seat, my thoughts turn to you…the first time you rode next to me in a dark plane and the brief moment we shared in Chicago. They were magical moments and the music playing makes me hungry to be with you in that way again, in the sweetest of ways. Holding your hand as we strolled along the dark and ambient lit streets along the river, you in your long black coat, your chuckle, my nervous laugh, your tender kiss. I know we have been through much since then – some things beautiful and hopeful, some things devastating and hurtful – but here we are. And here I am – longing for you and desiring to be held in your comfortable arms. I pray that we can find that same comfort in every moment we share – a beautiful bond that transcends even our private intimate moments to just being ourselves and quietly sharing our love.
© Sandy HIbbard 2021
Photo : Man in a Long Black Coat by Boss, 2013