We sped forward in rewind
Accompanied by neon splashes over the glass
Then with windows down; heads cocked out;
We tasted the coolness of the night
With our eyes shut
Lids glued like palms in a salvation prayer—tightly
And then, the tranquil wind poured right in!
To bathe our souls and the feelings we patrol…
The Full Moon shone brighter in recognition from up above
Successfully waking up its lover hiding in some nook of our spirit
And we gawked skyward,
Hypnotically
In a trance that till date pulsates