STRAWBERRY AND CREAMS AND ALL THINGS WONDERFUL

Amidst the flow of strangers, and not-really-strangers-whom-I-don't-give-a-damn-anyways, her figure emerged.

I was sitting down, feeling heavy from head to heart, when I saw her whizzed by.

Everything lightened up, and, lighted up in the same second. I stood up, opened my arms, touch her velvety skin, peered into her dark liquid eyes.

Then in a second, she was gone. But in my head the picture remains: her figure whizzing towards me, and everything beamed accordingly.

I thank you, W.