I used to think a chair was just for sitting

I have tried them in all sizes and functions

My favorite is my zero gravity chair

I remember playing pony boy with grandpa on his rocking chair

Bouncing on his knee as he sang to me

Changing up the words

I was his pony girl and we were riding cross the sea

I loved the idea of riding cross the sea

But then you reminded me of a dream I often have

I am kneeling on a chair with my elbows on the window sill

Maybe watching a parade or just people walking by

On a very busy street

I am suddenly surprised by your hands on my hips

Tugging me and enticing me with possibility

Until I cry out and everyone looks up

I dream about climbing atop your chair seated lap

And ride you across the sea

The wildest of rides it is for both of us

And you ask me to tie your hands and feet

Bind you to the chair

And do whatever I want to you

 I do as you sit in silence

Was that a dream

Or was it just a fantasy?

Played out while I thought of you

While you were far away

Do you ever think of me that way?

Sitting silently in my chair

Don’t forget to tell me if you do

The next time we talk