In Passing

Sometimes, when I'm driving in the dark
the horizon glitters with so many stars
it feels like I'm trapped inside a giant snow globe


Sometimes, when you're not looking
I steal glances at your mouth
and imagine the sugar rush of
tasting your lips


Sometimes, when it all gets too much
I hold out til morning
cuddling 70 proof


Sometimes, when the rain lands
a few drops at a time
I wonder if He's disappointed
(or maybe it's just me who's a tad
overly-emotional)


Sometimes, when a summer song comes on
I drive past my exit
til the sunset melds with the dotted-yellow-lines
and the stars come out.