DL201 JNB-ATL 28/4/14:
The girl on the flight
much too young to view
still makes me wonder
as men like me do,
She is probably twenty
perhaps twenty five
pink top and tight pants
bright colors alive,
Late night Boeing light
her outline is clear
her breasts and her butt
so distant, so near,
What is she wearing
under pink top and pants
what would it be like
with her, to dance,
The dance of delight
the dance of desire
under southern stars
by a dying camp fire,
To make love with her
on the African ground
shouts of delight
or not even a sound,
She gives me a smile
she knows what I know
exactly where
I'd like to go,
Perhaps in a fantasy
a different flight route
where fiction is fact
and conjecture is moot .....
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