Finally we meet
Finally we meetI see her by the arrival gate. She is waiting for me.She does not see me. In that private, strangely intimate moment of observation I poses her just fleetingly, I have her all to myself for the first time, nothing between us, just the air we are both breathing, in this one and only life. My heart beats faster and I feel just that little bit more alive for being in her presence knowing today is possibly the only time I will ever really see her. The only time I will ever touch her...