Driving Between Basalt and Glenwood Springs, CO, 2002
The unfurled map of night sky
above us, the spaces between
stars we knew full of glittering kin.
Our first real trip together,
the moonroof of your Plymouth Neon
wide open, letting the starlight
pepper us. Our relationship
just being born, we just
couldn’t see it yet.
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I like it. The story behind it seems nice