Fantasy In The Rain

      Fantasy In The Rain

I saw her standing all alone.

Rain running down her hair.

It was enough to make me grown.

A single ray of sunlight lit up her skin so fair.

Revealing a beauty I’ve never known.

 

My mind retreated into a different place.

One filled with fantasies of her.

Every fantasy aglow with her lovely face.

Something deep inside told me it would never occur.

Still, I had to try, even if it meant failure & disgrace.

 

As I drew nearer, she came up to me.

She asked for directions to a certain café.

Shocked, I told her the easiest way it could be.

“Just follow me. I will show you the way.”

She said “Oh, you don’t have to do that for me.”

 

Before long, we arrived at the café.

I asked her if she would like a warm drink.

She said “I would but, I am waiting for someone. Is that ok?”

I said fine & bought her a coffee as black as ink.

I offered her some cream.—- What to say?

 

“Who are you waiting for. A relative?”

“My so called boyfriend, if he shows.”

“You mean to say he wouldn’t relish it?”

“Not anymore. You know how it goes.”

I told her I’m sorry. I almost yelled it.

 

We drank coffee & talked for an hour.

No sign of the boyfriend, nor a call.

I said “Let’s go to a movie” as I gave her a flower.

She was surprised but, agreed to it all.

This started a relationship that did not sour.

 

To make this story short, things worked out well.

We ended up becoming one for life.

I think things turned out really swell.

My fantasies are now real & are they bright!!

I found my fantasy in the rain. She really rang my bell.

——————————————————R. W. Johnson—–(2014)

 

 

 

 

 

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