Sitting in my power attire
Listening to an almost convincing speech
from a business director
And all my thoughts are of you.
Falling asleep in a steam room
With you on my mind
All other occupants a mere shadow in time.
Travelling on a train.
Lost in thought
Almost missed my stop.
You’re the breath waiting to be exhaled
The missing piece to the puzzle
The dream waiting to come true
The fantasy waiting to be revealed
A vintage wine waiting to be opened,
sampled and savoured.
A desire waiting to be fulfiled
Champagne on ice waiting for an occasion,
Originally an unwelcome dream
But time reveal the unseen
Acceptance surpasses reluctance
Willingly surrendering to an opportunity too good
To lose – refuse.
(Ghost writer to Karen Roach) 🙂