I never was one for traveling
Drives were my cue for sleeping
Journeys were often boring
The sun so brightly glaring
These days were oft changing
Of shoulders onto be leaning
And hands to be a-holding
Drives were now entertaining
Silly jokes oft got things laughing
And serious topics to get talking
Kisses oft were sneaking
Or fights of debatable arguing
Of breaking down and crying
Or teasing tickles and prodding
To silly drive warnings
And road beauties left drooling
Dangerous curves of speeding
Yet security made reassuring
Driver is utmost pleasing
This girl is whole lot of loving
PS: just because someone said I haven't "blogged" in awhile. Looks like I don't need a brokenheart after all, eh? *winks*
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