Thursday, July 16, 2009

Pure silliness

The old ways may not get you there as quickly:
there might not be music;
you might need a map;
the seats might not be as comfortable.

But oh, the elegance,
the beauty of those days,
the sleek lines, like rolling hills;
the careful punctuation of the chrome;
the way form followed function...

You are, for me, my love --
despite your years --
still a joyful ride,
a cabriolet of memories,
the convertible of my dreams.

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