My Passenger

The added warmth of your hand

settling gently but securely

on my arm inside the leather

jacket on the armrest makes



me glance quickly but lovingly

at that exquisite face that

has seen the rising and setting

of so many Suns radiating the



same awesome celestial beauty

that illuminates our way as

we enjoy each other's company

in the confines of my scarlet



conveyance with you firmly

transfixed as my copilot and

paramour navigator lover and

friend All wrapped up in the



comfort of supple leather and

warm hearts and ocean breezes

and longing looks and soft

sweet kisses gently placed on



wanting lips so flavorful and

yet you...you seem so at ease

in the shotgun seat to my left

and I find I want you there...



more than anything.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Thinking about companionship...

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Can I be your passenger?