Love Miles

by Walter Rooks

behind soft shoulders
bare. Her hair,
pinned up to tease me,
keep her cool while she drifts;
I drive with eyes
mostly for her.

make beautiful views
whip. Her lips
part from silence, sigh;
all roads lead to her.
Slow lanes allow
one hand on thigh.

play to wake her up.
This, her kiss
taste like summer nights.
I am starry-eyed,
love-miles traveled

Love Miles by Walter Rooks

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