I had that dream again (do you think about it too?)

by SomeMightyFinePrint

Summary:

You're at a drive-in movie with him and neither of you have spoken since you parked. The movie dialogue on the radio is inaudible over the rush of blood in your ears.

If you look at him you think you might die, but it feels like you might die if you dont.

I had that dream again.
The one with us in your car that night,
Nervous glances and sweaty palms,
Checking the tints on the windows
For fear someone will see.

See us together,
Hands resting by the glovebox,
See our fingers interlocked,
One of many transgressions.

The radio is low,
It pounds with our heartbeats,
The loudest two things in the car.
We still cannot meet each others eyes.

Part of me wishes we could sit closer,
Feel the warmth through your clothes,
Roll the windows down,
Hope someone sees.