i am sitting pretty, china doll skin for the first couple hours or so
and pink circles on my cheeks
you'd think your compliments actually got you somewhere with me
but i really just can't take another carolina christmas,
where the stockings are hung and lights are draped
but the weather screams something completely different
it's barely chilly, and i keep driving and driving thinking sometime i will hit the snow storm.
tonight i am driving slowly however, as to spend more time on the road
the clouds have all descended and i am gliding in and out of them
i am fascinated, eyes wide and taking it in
the night sky does not concern me tonight
but the thought lingers that perhaps you were merely a cloud
that i was passing through, fascinated
wishing i could stop the car in the middle and soak you up
but you weren't meant for that
if i stopped you wouldn't even appear as anything
the night air would suck you in
quicker than i could snap a picture
which has proven to be my obsession for the past couple years
documenting everything, everyone ever
because they will eventually leave and i want some proof
that i kissed you and held your hand
that we both were involved in something
i can never figure out what is a date or just an outing
but i know i'll document this upcoming confusion
for whatever it is, and the idea itself will fade
like the clouds that are in my town for tonight only
packing their bags to evaporate away