The Love of driving*
A ride along a country road
Dotted is cattails and reeds
I look up in the skies and count a few clouds
I feel the breeze with my windows down
Fresh is its feeling
A further endeavor provokes me closer to a destination
I see it in the coming
I become in the coming
For Now I am gone with that moment
But still at the wheel
It is my heart*
Dom*Colucci 2011
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