Musings and Scribbles

please remember, when i am gray, 
looking upon my soft skin and praying to be mine
even when i am slow, my heart will quicken for you
never ease your pace, time and speed are ours
a hundred miles per hour is just about right

break neck pace doesnt scare me anymore
only the brake that once pumped for safety
making the tires screech and my heart mimicked 
bellowing a warning, bright yellow flashing 
asking me to pull over and if i knew why

you can drive my car
as long as i get to stick one foot out the window 
it's fun to let the wind whip through my hair
always a good time to turn the dials and enjoy the travel music
if our love is like a road trip it begins with a stop at 7-11
snapple peach - check. chocolate almonds - check. water - check
throw some clothes in the back, put the top down and let's cruise
baby, we got nothing but road ahead and the sky is looking mighty fine
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