Life is best lived with a mix of caution and risks.
You placed that orange cat inside my car. Full of junk, the cat quickly hid in the backseat. A sunny fall day, those rays warmed my Honda. Windows were rolled down as we raced through those country towns with windows down. Hands out the windows with the radio cranked, we traveled far and wide. Singing to that new Jay-Z song, all our troubles were carried away by the rolling hills.
Parked in a dark lot, our hands, minds, and trust wanders. We search for connections. For something that just feels right in a world where so much feels wrong. Your eyes peer through the dark strands of hair with more meaning than I can put into words.
Back in your bed, your hand rubs the small of my back. I trust your hands; I trust your mind; I trust your soul.
It's at that moment of complete trust it hits me. The cat has been in the car for hours now.
Truth rests within our souls.
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