drive in a car
You by my side
Windows all down,
Swish!
Wind cuts through our laughs,
Our hair swoons up in the air, like your smile
Dreams like a drive in a car
Going nowhere
Going somewhere
Going to a bookstore
Going to a dreamland
My heart piles up like a car crash
My heart crashes every time
Coated in a hollow
Can
Compressed air, like how you feel
It’s not original, but you know it’s real
Driving in a car,
On a long black road
It’s comforting
To not know where it leads
Because you’re by my side
I whisper in your ear on the way
Pulling your hair over,
Nothing is said twice.
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Very good. Great symbolism.