Electric Car

You opened a door to let me in

then locked it behind me

and started to drive

along a road going someplace, somewhere

probably through a cave

hidden in the side of a cliff,

maybe around a boulder,

most likely over some hills, 

most surely through a valley 

with a babbling brooke where the swallows

swoop to sip swiftly before soaring-

(butterflies too, but they linger a little longer.) 

with a seat warmer below,

the sound of our singing all around,

(I like this song, the way we add our own harmony)

and a clean windshield in front,

(well, bug splattered, anyway)  

we could go far; 

We could go 

very far.

We could go

 all the way home.

(I like the way you drive.)