Sincerely, Jennifer x

Daisies dance in the distance as we drive by,
your hands on the car,
but your stare, shared by me and the road ahead,
my head, full of my fantasies,
and my presumptuous questions that must be kept captive behind my lovestruck lips.
It’s just a miserable, mundane morning,
but with you, the world weaves magic into the stuffy air,
and I suffer a little less.