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Romantic Monday – The Road Trip

digital-art-abstract-desert-cacti-and-the-starry-night-sky-natalie-kinnearImagine you and I in my car driving down a dark, desert highway on one of our spontaneous adventures. I sing Oh! Darling in a gravelly voice just to make you laugh. I take off my shoes and then stretch across the seat, swinging my feet up into your lap. You play with my toes, tickling me. You tell me it’s my turn to laugh.

I lay my head against the window and look up at the stars, asking you questions I know you will answer.You speak eloquently about the stars and the sky, and although I am listening I am very aware of the wonder that is you.

Sleep overtaking me, I grab your jacket and throw it over top of me like a blanket. I snuggle my nose into its collar, breathing in your scent as I drift off to sleep. You steal glances at me while you drive, loving me in silence.

18 responses

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  2. Tom Elias

    H.E. – – – You know what I’m thinking…

    December 3, 2012 at 2:36 pm

    • Yes, I do. That is a very telling sentence. 😉

      December 3, 2012 at 9:49 pm

      • Tom Elias

        Telling indeed!

        December 6, 2012 at 9:36 pm

  3. Don’t stop now…

    December 3, 2012 at 2:46 pm

    • Don’t stop what? Believin’?

      Yeah, Journey beat me to it.

      December 3, 2012 at 9:50 pm

  4. AWWWWWWWWW….. this was sweet. Do it again.

    December 3, 2012 at 8:57 pm

    • Maybe…the next time a full moon comes around.

      December 3, 2012 at 9:51 pm

  5. Like it!

    December 3, 2012 at 11:38 pm

    • Thanks! Romance is so far out of my comfort zone, that the light from it would take eight thousand years to reach me.

      December 9, 2012 at 9:52 am

  6. I emailed you the thing with the guy and the stuff and the… you know… I am not going to breathe until I hear back from you… but no pressure… I can always redo it. I tried to get into the spirit… and it made me a little ill…
    Yours, with respect, and turning a lovely shade of purple, A. H. Browne.

    December 4, 2012 at 12:33 pm

    • I read the thing with the guy and the red nose and the…wait, are we talking about drug deal?

      December 9, 2012 at 9:52 am

      • I didn’t put that part in… I could have, but…

        December 9, 2012 at 10:23 am

  7. The Elite of Just Alright

    …then after you fall asleep I jump out the driver’s seat, letting you and the car zoom over a cliff and into the Grand Canyon.

    “Ah, it’s good to be a bachelor again,” I say as I dust my pants off and walk briskly down the deserted highway.

    December 5, 2012 at 1:07 am

    • YES!!!!! THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT THIS POST NEEDED!!! Ah yes…saved by the snark. We are of like mind, Mr. Elite.

      December 9, 2012 at 9:53 am

      • The Elite of Just Alright

        I have yet to decide if this is good or bad Ellis. Still mulling that over.

        December 9, 2012 at 11:04 pm

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