We were lovers caught by the seatbelt in the backseat

While everyone else slept in their sheets.

Midnight adventures of foggy mirrors and tainted tongues.

We could dance in eachother for as long as we wanted.

Crickets squeek in our prescence

While we try our best not to answer with our own squeeks.

I held you closer, in the backseat of the compact,

Then i ever did in the queen sized bed.