In the Car with You

Long ago, I was in the car with you;

I cannot begin to describe my joy,

sun, wind, stars, a kiss, you holding my hand,

all of this topped off by your smile so coy;

I told you "I am the happiest ever";

"Really? happiest that you have ever been?";

"Yes," I confirmed, "this is the best summer",

We both stared at the desert path stretched thin,

Then we locked eyes again with each other,

With an ice-cream sweet look and wider smiles;

Were you thinking what I was or daydreams?

That our summer story would last for miles?

It all ended how we did not want to,

At least I felt briefly alive with you.