I Met This Woman On The Plane Poem by Jeff Fleischer

I met this woman on the plane.
We flew amongst the clouds in a driving rain.
She was beautiful and she was witty.
She just blushed when I told her she was very pretty.
We talked almost from the time we were seated until well into the flight.
It could not have been a better night!
It had been so long since I felt this alive.
At least a year, maybe even five.
I made sure not to get any slumber
Until I took down her name and number.
I just pray that it's not a matter of if, but when
That I will get the chance to see her again.