The Long White Line

Black night
Black top
Tires tracing a long white line

Miles to go
Time passing slow
Returning to what is mine

It’s been too long
Cravings have grown
Her skin and my touch

She sits patiently
Like my good girl does
My rock waits for her crutch

Miles to go
Hours to pass
Every one is one less to wait

Always mine
Forever hers
Not by chance it was fate

The closer I get
The better I feel
As darkness fades to light

She has a way
Of calming my demons
And locking them up tight

Our normal
Different than most
But perfect all the time

Closer every second
To what I need
My one my only MINE

This road is long
But a journey worth while
All we have is time

Black night
Black top
Tires tracing a long white line