Miles and miles of ink black tarmac...

'Faster', I squeal with excitement.
Your eyes light up
Headlights bright in the dark.
A huge satisfied smile stretches across your face,
Cheshire cat grin.

We vault into the night
Destination least of our worries.
Your eyes catch mine for a second,
I relish the thoughts that pass between us, some of them aching to break the skin.
You are mine and I can't think of anything else I could possibly need.

I watch the ice form tiny road maps across the window.
You try and count the months we have left on this earth.
I am warm, though our bodies are not touching.
I reach for your hand
It burns into my palm.