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Strangers that I paid to drive me

through town that I conjunct with thee.

Gambling on a backwoods race

throughout Vegas' asphalt maze.

One ways, driven upside down

while we crazy raced through town.

Drunk wife of the driver shout

from the backseat scolding loud.

Whispers in the desert winds

mock me and disguise my sense.

Hasten straight ahead my fate

through a town that's crying desolate.

Driven by a dead man's hope

balance on a hang man's rope.

Misguided by will-o'-the-wisp

wonder why and what's the gist.

Like springs first breath of air

that gently dances with your hair.

Like a summer solstice glare

so you appeared.

Like a prelude to a kiss

that inhere eternal bliss,

it broke the seal to my abyss

where alas! I lingered.

The blossoms bloomed alive

and my heart stopped for a while,

when the heavens light beguiled

me when we met...

...underneath the Alpha Wheel

where all lies became unreal

and the maidens kiss conceal

all the woe that cometh forth.