You slide your hands into my back pockets of my jeans,
just as the silver sunset welcomes the new dark and the twilight of my heart.
My arms slide aroundyour neck as your forehead presses its self against mine. Late nights together on a blanket till teh dawn begins to fade away the starlit sky. You carry me back to your small, red truck and place me in the seat next to you. My head rests on your shoulder as you hum to the tunes on the radio. Red light, and you capture my lips in a quick passion. My heart races as you press your foot lightly on the gas when the light turns green. We cross the intersection as I try to block out the sun with my arm over my head. Blaring horns startle me as my eyes rip themselves open in time to see his face frantic as he tried to spin the wheel. All going so fast i couldn't even blink. Tossed to the seat he covers me with his body, shielding me from the incoming impact, the door closing its self around his leg, making he face tear into shock and agony. Rolling on the grass he covers my face with his hands, keeping the glass from my face. I hear the sound of leaking gas and smell the blood dripping from his head. My vision is filled with white lights as my throat chokes up from thinking about how our ride home was in vain. I feel his heart stop as paramedics pry open the door, pulling us both out as a spark of light blinds my periferal vision. I hear the 'one, two three, clear!' a blanket is wrapped around my shoulders. Blue and red flashing lights pull up as a man in blue begins to question me. I see my lover's chest rise and falls my body runs to him, without a second thought. He captures my hands and presses a ring into it.
"I will never let you down." his hand falls as they run him into the white van. I really do believe there is an artist in the ambulance.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
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