We Drive On Country Roads
Country roads were designed to shadow
affairs of the heart,
there in the quiet stream of a trodden path,
the memories fly with us,
much like the breeze our passing creates.
We are the memory today.
I felt her heart close in mine, the touch
on my hand a sweet trace,
as the miles poured on, a blue sky,
a misty rain inside my mind,
I looked to her for that part of myself,
hidden away in fear.
I wish we could do this forever I will
say to myself each bend
in the road, another parcel of land,
another life nearby,
that has the same desires, passions,
realities of love in mind.
Would that our travels might last,
through the next autumn,
I plead quietly to myself, only wishing,
when I do again her eyes,
seek the same energy, I notice a smile,
it is that part of love I cherish.
It is that part of you I hold onto in the breeze,
a country road, my life, ours together, traveling.