Tacos And Candy

Traveling in the morning.
Nerves of someone new sparked something good or bad.
Tonight a soothing call confirmed the sweetness of your voice.
Resurrected from the web.
Lively you took an exit from the vehicle late.
Lost it was hard to respectfully concentrate.
Pressures of our lips reminded me of what that kind of living means again.
Mouths were left so sweet.
Knew I’d see you again that was the one real treat.
How many miles are you willing to go?