Silently driving through rain soaked streets.
Wheels on water,
whooshing,
Sound of waves on our beach.
Hands control chaos
Guides my mind to its rest,
To our warm soft sand,
and your head on my chest.
Driven Thoughts
Silently driving through rain soaked streets.
Wheels on water,
whooshing,
Sound of waves on our beach.
Hands control chaos
Guides my mind to its rest,
To our warm soft sand,
and your head on my chest.