The drive

The drive December 28, 2014

As I gingerly glide along
the gentle curves
that rise and fall beneath me,
my fingers laced in and around
the steering wheel,

the rough-hewn country roads
vibrate through my core
and a vision of delicious
perfection undulates palpably
in my imagination.

I’m slipping down the road
driving faster and faster,
listening to the road
grind and moan as I press
deeper and deeper south.

What sweet relief it will be

to delight in sliding my key
in the lock, opening her warmth
to lap up the comfort of home.


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