05 November 2007

Girl in the Rear View Mirror

Locked in mortal coil
Cycling heat between our bodies, endlessly
Once we leave this place
Our time together is through
No one moves

A long embrace, a passionate kiss
And I start to drive away
The crimson glow of my brakes
Illuminates her face
I see her one last time
The girl in the rear view mirror

1 comment:

  1. Maybe you should have minored in poetry? Dad says, "Very moving!" ha ha