A Single Wish
I was watching
late-night Television;
lost in a catatonic moment
somewhere
between a commercial for
male enhancement
and a rerun of
Seinfeld
when a
waking dream
fantasy
imagining
played out in
my mind’s eye
I rubbed a lamp
and the jinni emerged
that spirit of the
desert
a wasteland my heart had
recently inhabited
to offer me a single
wish
my choices were
many
and I pondered them severely
eternal life might be nice
or perfect health perhaps
to fly faster than
sound
tickled my fancy
I chose none
those paltry, lesser,
wishes were not worthy
I asked instead the spirit
to lead me from the desert
to grant me every
morning by
your side
the feel of your breath upon
my neck
the warmth of your lips on
my cheeks
the touch of your fingers on
my skin
and the feel of your heart beating with
my heart
it was just a
daydream
but I woke with the taste of
desire
upon my lips
and a
hint of my future
revealed to me
I smiled,
changed the channel,
and thanked my
jinni
(c) 2007 Ron Sparks
