He leans over me

Shoulder touching mine 

Smiling with his eyes

Speaking softly

Quietly

Pointing out of the plane window 

"I love this part...

It's so beautiful"

In his thick slovakian accent...

He points again 

The plane lowers into the clouds

Slowly

Seductivly 

& teasing

Covering the wings & windows

In fluffy

Marshmallow like

Goodness..

I blush at the thought of him 

finding poetry

in something so beautiful 

before I could...