Before Our Next Drive Poem by Alice Cordy

Already before I go to sleep,
images of you I’ll keep.
You have my attention,
mind running in all dimensions.
Thinking of your little chassis,
Oh! She’s a little sassy.
I can feel that chassis vibrating,
only wanting to be accommodating.
Bright headlights show me the ways,
as I’m heading down this magnificent runway.
You grab my gear stick,
Ever so smooth and slick.
Putting it in first,
never going into reverse.
Don’t worry about the gears,
my dear.
I’ll start of slow,
under the moon light glow.
As I slowly go from first to fifth,
enjoying every drift.
By the time you get me into forth,
I’m surely heading north.
You might have some dents and scratches,
defiantly going to put you through your paces,
but I’m shore I can buff them out,
I have no doubt.
I don’t know if I will be able to survive
Before our next drive.