Driver of this Car

It is poem about desciding if you want to be with someone or not. Prism Poetry contest

Your glowing skin in the dark guides
My thoughts to follow closely behind.
My body tells me that I should stay
But I think I'm going to follow my heart
That is already right beside you.

If I don't hurry up in a few seconds
Your smell in the air will be gone.
Cold air will swallow your left present.
My prize for letting fear control my actions
Will be nothing but a stale memory.

Looking down at myself from the moon
I can see you smiling as I speak to you.
Laying down on a thick, warm beach towel
With you is a goal I know can make possible
Because I can see you accepting this dream.

The alarm on my watch ring forces me to descide.
My feet follow my heart; my thoughts to destination.
Another time I will let fear take the wheel of this car,
And drive me to a place where I know I am safe.
Tonight my desire to explore unfimiliar ground
Drives me to follow you to where you want me to be.