My heartbeat increases
compelling me to focus
on deeper breaths,
as lungs crave abundance
of oxygen required
by a puzzled mind,
wondering why
such an absurd feeling
creeps from within,
for someone I
barely know so far away,
imagining your essence
deportment and behaviour,
thoughts and feelings
of a man, a stranger,
I wont hide I find
myself elaborating dreams
so many times,
I have seen you
for the first time
in a bar, on the street,
sometimes I
call you out of nowhere
to say ‘hi,
I’m in New York’.
[Featured painting: Yesterday’s Dreams by Jack Vettriano, 1994]