I feel my heart speeding on the highway of your hands.
World’s endless, taxing demands,
they didn’t even matter anymore,
I saw them for what they were - a cruddy chore,
to be fair,
I paid my share.
But then, love’s spark…
It was a lightning bullet opportunity train,
and I was a hobo full of hope.
Who says we have to be practical,
when love feels really strong and magical?
Will you ride this train with me over the edge of the Grand Canyon?
Will you meet me in London where all the people collaborate?
Can we kayak near Japan’s beach shore?
Can we scuba dive near Australia’s ocean floor?
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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