we drove

on a night

as dark as an undiscovered


over hills


under bridges

we glided

and sang duets

about paper girls


secrets in our


the November air

streamed through

the windows


reminded us to stay


we stopped

on a hilltop

at the highest perch

of our small city

staring at the

blinking light below

(and the)

twinkling ones above,

trying to see

what building was

what & which

circle in the sky

was actually

a satellite

we giggled at the cars

that raced by

until the cop told us

to be careful

and waited till

we were on our way


into the night


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