A LONELY ROAD BECKONS

A lonely road beckons rolling under an open top convertible

Invitation to speed with chance as companion

Driven by adventure, fuelled by optimism 

Sharing the wind cutting through starlight's prism

 Shadows entwine, cast on this romantic night

By a moon playing voyeur with the sun out of sight

Moonstones glow pale when struck with condensation 

Amidst escaping gasps freed from constrained deprivation

The rule book left at the right place for safekeeping 

Opens a path for frolic and wanton rule breaking

The night awaits exploration unfettered sans chains

In the true sense of freedom, unequivocal, unrestrained 

The road becomes a highway to infinite possibility 

And the sky, a canvas awaiting the crayon of creativity

Embraces painted with impressionist daub and streak

emerge as clear as the skin of moonlit fabric

with contemplative coexistence imprinted on fingertips

Clasping the fury of closing distance

The journey migrates , winding unmindful of the present

And rolls over the vortex created by dual familiarity 

The Moon hides, blushing behind a cloud, leaving no referee

Giving shadows the chance to relax and rejoin reality

An engine purrs low, once again on the lonely road

Leaving behind a story that will remain untold