Magic

It feels like a fairytale. A cover band is playing Queen and I can hear it perfectly well thru the balcony door. I just wish I could turn it up. The lights are reflecting in the lake and down at the corner a bunch of boys are talking french. The breeze is warm and gentle. The fairytale feeling gets stronger when I think that my prince will come in a few weeks. Maybe he will stand on the sidewalk beneath my balcony door and shout my name. Maybe not. Anyway I'm smiling right now.