Poetry

Night Drive

We sped
through the night
like bullets,
not caring where
we were headed,
and it was one hell
of a ride.

Β© Sarah Doughty

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27 thoughts on “Night Drive”

    1. I understand. For me, it was so long ago, at the beginning of my relationship with my husband (then, boyfriend). It was nice, exhilarating, and I was happy he convinced me to take the chance on “us”. 😊

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