Everywhere to go

I love nights like these on the open road

under street lamps that show our true colors.

The summer heat seeps in through open windows,

with arms outstretched; palms facing the earth-

wind blown, making waves in the summer air

like the movement of once traveled seas.

I imagine I have come undone and now I am weightless

One hour becomes five and now the road stretches further

than the limitations of my mind.

I do not fear the distance.