(Photo taken by me)
We left at first light, before dawn could rub the tiredness from its eyes, and took off down a side street that was still lit by scattered overhead lamps. The combination of ending night and beginning day was scintillating and we hoped the resulting feeling would never part with us.
And then the sun came up.
Looking for a new read? Take the car out for a moonlit drive 🌙 , roll the windows down 🚗 , crank up the jukebox oldies 🎵 , and check out my debut poetry collection Strange Cars in the Night on Amazon today.
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