An Intense Introduction

Who were you girl sitting to the right of on my flight back to school? What was your name beautiful stranger? I have a secret. I thought if I stared at you long enough you would turn to me and say 'ok'. Then you would remove your clothing. I would unbunkle my belt and tell all the passengers around me to avert their eyes. Then I would flick a newborn baby on the head so it would begin to fuss and cry. Of course I would apologize to the mother, but would also say that the crying of your infant will mask the ubiquitous sound of love making formed between me and a total stranger. If we hit turbulence I would not get back into my seat, but countinue shouting obscene nouns and telling the flight attedents to leave me alone because I don't want anything to drink. When we were finished, we would make akward small talk like old people do when they want to vicariously live through young people. We would exit the plane and probably never see each other again; two young lovers sharing a moment lasting the remaineder of our lives.