I was a prism,
Catching your light.
Your smile in the dark:
A star in the night.

Your car was a fortress,
A spaceship, a home.
It held all our secrets.
The miles: a poem.

Your hands were waves
Eroding my mess.
The heat that you shared
Saved me (more or less.)

Reverberate in my ears,
Voice like a song.
Shotgun in your Ford:
It's where I belong.