Passenger seat
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I know he would easily die for me but the thing that touches me most
Is when he drives I feel safe on the passenger seat
He won’t take any risks with our lives.
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I close my eyes while he drives to where ever he wants
And I trust him to know what to do
The sound of the engine will rock me to sleep
With him next to me I let go.
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Awake I will read the map, as he does get lost
I guide him through places unknown.
Together we drive, on the road called our lives
To the heaven we made on our own.
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This poem? oh well :) I wrote this morning thinking of this music : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B2QKKUPwbqE&feature=player_embedded
I had a hard time sleeping, you see. And then the best thing to do is thinking of stories or, well this.
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