Drive

(something I found from a few years ago)

 

something about

gliding down moonlit backroads

hand in hand in the front seat

watching the world flick past us

from foggy windows

 

the midnight skin of the universe

freckled with fragments of constellations

the quiet breeze that tickles our noses

and tucks my hair behind my ear

whispering impossibilities

 

the moon is our guardian tonight

wildflowers dance in the fields

sending us on to the edge of town

past your old preschool, past

the place i used to call home

before i fell into your arms

 

roaming into the tiny hours of the night

when the birds and the deer are

safely sleeping in their homes

and the evening conversations among

crickets has just begun

 

we’re a heart so big in a world so small

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