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On nights like these, baby .. I soar. by Jolie JordanThe pavement splits my tires as I drive
through these blankets of black
littered with a million diamonds
protruding from the darkness,
covering the sky with glitter
and for a mere moment I wasn't just a molecule-
but miles and miles of distance between here and there,
soaring down the interstellar highway
fueled by much more than just the gas in my tank. 08/13/2004 Author's Note: I figured it's been a while since I posted, and I wanted to write something so I don't forget how. ha ha.
Posted on 08/13/2004 Copyright © 2025 Jolie Jordan
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