"Speeding down the highway
Our unspoken conversation written in fog
Across the dashboard
And my heart dangles from the rearview mirror
Of his dad's Honda Civic
Swinging back and forth in time with his breathing
Like when we made love in the 3rd floor hotel room
Just outside Tucson,
And 2-44 blurs around my fingers
Grays and greens and yellows
Fire trails that forever dance in his eyes
Like a climbing speedometer;
Stranded, my life is his
Pen in hand
My savior in the driver's seat.
'No other angel has fallen so hard.'"