“just drive”, he whispered
as he nuzzled my neck
“where?” ….
“to the stars and back”
I took his hand
as we climbed the stairs
“scenic route or highway?”
we knew the journey
would be at full speed
our only light … the moon
the ride would be fast and hot
the August night … relentless
the highway straight and true
no deviations …
our destination reached
“next time … you drive”,
I giggled as we kissed!

Lita







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