Acrylic on canvas
16”x20”
It always smells like chocolate in my car
I could hear you talking though your far
Echoes as the radio spherics start
Raise it up, they’re playing my favorite part
Trees of neon, dark, and ever green
Loving you is not some distant dream
Blushing red to us complimenting
We kick it in our cars, it’s you and me
And I can see you look at me
Ways I always want to see
Flowers growing on the beach
Love is not a distant dream
And you no longer in my mind
I see now with open eyes
You no longer in my mind
You no longer have to hide
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