The Woman In My Car

The Woman In My Car



I took a woman in my car.

She had beautiful black hair,

Her lips, the color of red aurora in the night sky



I sat beside Her.

Listened and stole glances

like an Arabian thief in the dark.

And She noticed my fascination.



With an arctic-melting smile, She leaned over

Whispered into my ears -- "I love you."

And we sat listening to the silence



Roughness of the road

Speeding across the open

Hip hop on my lips

Shivers down my spine



She was perfect.

The Kohinoor diamond.

A Masterpiece.

My Mona lisa, My dream.