Friday night nonsense

I'm daydreaming, escaping these walls of mine
Mind slipping to silent dreams
Of hands clutching coffee cups under cover of a car's roof
Beside coastal waters as waves crash overhead.
We quietly clasp each other's hands, keeping close and warm,
Listening to the world speak in windswept whispers
And water-flooded shouts where we can feel alone
Yet endlessly and eternally not alone.

I'm recklessly romantic in these mindful rendezvous'
As I ignore fact and embrace these fanciful fictions
Found inside my brain.

TM