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

Kissing

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

“Yes, sir?”

“Amir, take Morena and me to Suite 1124 on the 11th floor.”