They'll walk barefoot into the Arrivals Hall ...

I'm about to sip a cappuccino in Terminal 3 - 

Then I'll nibble a pain au raisin - 

The feverish eatery is full of world travellers - 

The beautiful white jets are dancing in the  sky - 

My nerves are zinging with airport electricity - 

The Finnair jet is above the winter city - 

Soon we'll see Tessa and Charlie - 

They'll carry the tropic sun in their cabin baggage - 

They'll walk barefoot into the Arrivals Hall, their skin dusted with sand - 

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Tuesday 12 January 2015

Terminal 3

Heathrow