The Fire in You

The ride east,

you were driving,

your hand resting right there,

close,

and so I took it,

the only part of you,

I could safely touch.

 

I closed my eyes,

and with my fingers,

reached in,

to feel the fire in you,

that leads us out,

this day to the east,

this day towards the sea.

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