from atlantic to tornado alley,
we drove that old sports car top-down
in rain or shine (and praised the sun
for his alchemical golden glow.)
and we got lost! man, how we got lost--
not asking for directions, not caring
because on our way to fetch your clothes
before hitting the interstate west to be free,
we learned to stop at every panorama,
and at every steppe that took our breath in appalachia.
and we kissed, and we were brave, and we made dreams come true
one by one by one; until droves of stars began to unfurl all around us.
(and honestly, i think our ancestors were jealous
that they never thought of this.)
to be honest,
sleeping in that car with you,
reminded me to say my prayers again;
if only to say it again and again:
thank you, thank you, thank you.
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