Drive Poem by Maya Hanson

I pour over you and mend and capture,
I'm terrified by this cloudburst heartbreak,
lost in a thousand ways.

It is a long road
but we are pressed together at midnight
and I can't seem to stop the slide.

It is a steep something where I could fall,
I still want to frame this and drink it every morning.

It is a chaos I can only draw in simple,
it is so much I am willing to lose.

It is a long drive
and as you pull away I can find your heart closer.