Creep

Dear man in 29D,
The moment is almost over
our plane has almost landed
but I still haven't stopped imagining
what might happen.
I want to lift this armrest up
and scoot nest to you
I want to touch your knee,
thigh, shoulder, chest.
Maybe caress your jaw,
neck, collar,
We could take off
our scarves, pretend
we know eachother,
only for this moment.
It's about to pass,
and that's a shame
because we will never meet
again.
prepare for landing
we've reached Houston

-Alice 29F