
I feel my heart speeding on the highway of your hands.
Worldās endless, taxing demands,
they didnāt even matter anymore,
I saw them for what they were - a cruddy chore,
to be fair,
I paid my share.
But then, loveās sparkā¦
It was a lightning bullet opportunity train,
and I was a hobo full of hope.
Who says we have to be practical,
when love feels really strong and magical?
Will you ride this train with me over the edge of the Grand Canyon?
Will you meet me in London where all the people collaborate?
Can we kayak near Japanās beach shore?
Can we scuba dive near Australiaās ocean floor?
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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Comments (5)
This is excellent! "Who says we have to be practical, when love feels really strong and magical?" Love it!!
Aww... Those questions are super cute and fun. A dream-like situation but with the positivity of 'Should we?'... Loved the poem šāØ
Love " hobo full of hope" ... so relatable and poignant . š
ahaha, I love this one!! speeding on the highway of your hands is so unique and a hobo full of hope. Well done!
This one's got such a fun, adventurous vibe! Definitely has a feel-good, anything's possible energy! āØ