road trip

your casual glances
and my second chances
are poised
in the light
of the sun

your fingers are gripping
and I'm slowly sipping
the truck stop coffee
I bought
just for fun

the dusk whispers secrets
of moonlight and splendor
we ease into
the depths
of night

and as the radio blasts
I try not to laugh
because you never
sing the words
quite right

we find ourselves tangled
in the grasses and breezes
in the shadows
of the buildings
we dismiss

we are exposed and unearthed
by the light of the moon
and I can taste the stars
in your lips
when we kiss

there's no way of knowing
why the wind is blowing
or why it suddenly
decided
to snow

but here in the great
uncertain, I'm sure
that wherever
you are
I'll go.