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[47] Topics created by Good_Game_son From:Chelsea NW. Biography:I'm waiting in the car,
my hands on the wheel,
when they should be on you.
The motor aches.
The engine shakes
with the promise of something worth remembering.
My cowboy hat tips toward the moon,
revealing the eyes that will press into you,
up against you,
brushing the door of the Chevy beneath you...
So do it.
I dare you.
Get your suitcase.
You'll need to stuff it with cotton and all that girl,
and enough words to last the winter
with a lost boyscout on a rocket to you.
And while you're at it,
you better write your world,
tell them i'll bring you back when i've had enough of you,
after i've tasted all the curves your eyes told me about you.
And the snow will fall.
And then you offer, to open, all over my vinyl seats,
promising me a chance to spell my name in you.
The letters run short but their meaning is long.
And when I'm done, then, you can turn the radio on.
Put your hand on my stick and shift.
The heat rises from the hood,
whispering about the violent rocking
and the bang of the girl
that just couldn't stop saying my name
in the lap of the chevy
nicely putting a roof on our...unspeakable truth.
This isn't a dream...
just me,
knowing you,
like a good book
on a black day,
when the snow decided
we should be alone....together.
So baby, the motor is running,
and i am here, wondering,
what's taking you so long...?
let's run away
from this cruel world of misunderstanding..
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