She Kisses Me at Red Lights

a poem for my girl

she kisses me

at red

lights

softly, and with

all the

affection she has

to give

and if my

cheeks hurt from

smiling too hard,

then that is

her part of me

to have

and if my

hands come off

the wheel

to cup her

cheeks for even

just a

second

then that is

our little

secret

because kissing her

back

and seeing that

smile

is like every

stop light

turning green

on the long

drive home

she kisses me

at red

lights

and she is

what's waiting

for me

at the end 

of every long,

winding

road

Author's Note

I love this girl with everything I have