Chance Encounter

 

 

As he sits on the plane

Out the windows

He watches

 

The land growing small

The clouds holding close

He watches,

He hopes

 

Next to him

Sits a beautiful

Asian flower

A chance encounter

 

To him

she is beautiful

To her

He is charming

 

They pass the time

Talking, laughing,

an dreaming

 

They dream

of places and times

of lives worth living

and of love worth sharing

 

In the clouds they are,

dreaming, talking,

and

living