SF, California- Poems Written Past Midnight: Light & Slow

The fog seemed to overflow

my mind

and disperse

around me.

I told him to just drive.

To keep following the map

to nowhere.

I wanted to feel light

against the wind,

to evaporate with

the darkness

at the brake of dawn.  

Maybe

when the sun decides to  

come back

you'll feel my kisses

when its rays

dance on your skin.  

-V.L.