He drove, his unkept hair
and vintage jacket
accenting the early seventies model
royal blue Mustang.
Her fuzzy hat hugged her head
as she danced to the dreams
played across the radio.
Suddenly, she flew across the seat
and kissed him playfully.
The light which had caused me
to stop behind them changed.
She threw her arms out
as they pulled away
silently shouting "whee!"
And I thought
they must have been
going somewhere wonderful.
katie 2/99