70 miles an hour
With no patience
For anticipation
My jeans were undone
And your hands were
Pushed past the
Seatbelt
70 miles an hour
And I’m getting
Light headed
For the best reason
And I feel your
Painted nails
On me
Mountain highways
A first for me
As your jeans are
Now undone, too
I get to feel you
And you get to feel me
Though it’s not ideal
It’s oh so exciting
As I keep my eyes
On the GPS
The brakes
And your body
Every corner of my
Eye filled with detail
So much that I am
Close to passing out
You wanted a climax
While we drove
In one of the only
Private spots we have
Heavy breathing
Nearly losing focus
On everything
I’m doing
Every touch
Of your hand I feel
And every stroke
And every motion
And every time I need
To pay attention
When my eyes jerk
Back to the road
And the music
And where to turn
Maybe we can find a
Lover’s lane?
No, these highways
Will carry us there
Like my hands
Carry you to the end
Of tunnel vision
Of snapping back awake
Of seeing again
Clearly but sensations
Continue to rise
So much tension
Of being in public
Of tasting you
On my fingers when
I withdraw for a moment
Of making sure we
Don’t go the wrong way
Shifting gears
And letting my fingers
Slide down your pants
Again while you
Unzip mine further
Of love and lust
Of our hands
And driving down
Mountain highways
Of finishing soon
Before you get home
And making sure that
The drive left you
Satisfied
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