Road Trip


A word, a phrase,

a slightly-askance gaze

Clues that there might be a possible

We’re teasing, we’re playing

We know where we’re staying

Any place that is hospitable


A room with a view?

I don’t care about that

I only have eyes for my Darling

Nice digs are a plus,

but I don’t need much fuss

With her life’s road is enthralling.


We’ll go and we’ll stop

We can touch as we travel

Time has no meaning but speed

It all goes so fast

I wish it could last

In our magic mechanical steed.