Cruising
Going down a highway,
The lines in the center change,
I look over at him,
His hand on my thigh,
He is smiling,
Happy we both are,
I'm falling fast,
Like raindrops from the sky,
I smile to myself and lean over and kiss his cheek,
He is amazing,
All he does is smack my thigh gently and say " thank you sweetheart",
Our love is so close,
Like the lines in the center of the road.
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