down an oil road
past an old oak tree
your truck parks in the darkness
now its just you and me
your unbuckle my seat belt
followed by yours
you lean to your side
and lock the doors
you put you hand on my cheek
and brush the hair off my face
your breath moves closer
and you whisper, 'this is the perfect place'
i lean closer
until our breaths collide
your hand is on my shoulder
then slides down my side
you sing a soft song
in the falling rain
your voice warms me
and takes away the pain
your song ends in a whisper
and you close your lips
but i break the silence
with one simple kiss
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