Nov 20 2010

Drive

Published by at 6:00 am under Love and Friendship Poems

Drive / R. Mooers 2010

I can name those shoes you’re wearing
But baby – I’m not gay
You have to know these things – When you’re a king
Are they made to run away
Could tell you the name of your hair color
That’s turned the black back into blond
Till there came a day – You’re hiding gray
Still you’re hot and life goes on

I get high upon your toilet
Always wanted my very own throne
But I’m trying to dance with skeletons
And I can’t get thrown a bone

I watch you ride the shock-wave
Oh my God – I’m so alive
You’d share the load – On any road
And you’re not afraid to drive

I can name that scent you’re wearing
I wear it too – And it’s called we
The hottest thing – My world has seen
Since we came down from the trees
Into this wind which whips the branches
When fall is on the leaves
You wield command in the palm of your hand
And rule down on your knees

I get stoned – On the smell of your skin
And truly – That’s something rare
But alone I’ve cried – So terrified
Knowing one day you won’t be there

I watch you ride the shock-wave
Oh my God – I’m so alive
You’d share the load – On any road
And you’re not afraid to drive

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  1. pixieon 20 Nov 2010 at 2:57 pm

    Very nicely written. I love how easily the words roll from one’s tongue.
    xoxo
    😀

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