The flight was quick
Even though anticipation dragged it into eternity
Franco arrived 20 minutes before Morena’s plane landed
Morena anxiously pulls her luggage
Searching the crowd for Franco’s smile
But dreading the possibility
that he may not even be there yet.
He watches and waits from behind tinted glass
He sees Morena navigating the tense crowd
Like a star falling in the sky
His hands clasping one another
As if to slow his heartbeats
Morena pauses, adjusting her shoulder bag,
And searches one more time for Franco.
Amir, Franco’s driver, stands curbside
by the Escalade limousine
Holding a “Morena, I’m Here” sign
That catches her frazzled attention
A frozen moment in time
reading the hand-written words
that grant her unspoken wish
Franco is here for her.
Her revving heart flutters
And heavy feet regain momentum
Anticipating an introduction
Morena approaches Amir
He knew exactly who she was
“Good evening Ms. Morena.”
He opened the rear door
Mechanical movements blended
with his proper greeting
Generating an inside-out charge
Where her child-like giggles and smiles
spoke volumes to Franco
Absorbing her through dark glass.
They had yet to touch
But their eyes fused
through the Tiffany blue light
inside the glitzy limo
As soon as Morena slid in.
Instantly passionate embracing
and loving sounds of longing
dissolved into Franco’s playlist.
Franco whispers, “I’ve been waiting forever.”
Morena fingers his strong jawline,
“I’m glad you saved forever for me.”
Franco pushes the button to speak to Amir
“Amir, take Morena and me to Suite 1124 on the 11th floor.”