Must have been a track junkie. I need to go back to Road Atlanta.
Show me your face
I crave
flowers and gardens
open your lips
i crave
the taste of honey
come out from
behind the clouds
i desire a sunny face
your voice echoed
saying “leave me alone”
i wish to hear your voice
again saying “leave me alone”
i swear this city without you
is a prison
i am dying to get out
to roam in deserts and mountains…
…i die to walk with the brave…
…we have all looked
for one but
no one could be found
they said
yes he replied
but my search is
for the one
who cannot be found
-Rumi (Fountain of Fire)
Fast Driver Mom 