Zodia-Mocking-Bird

isn't this the sort of thing i dream about? a car full of friends, driving in the dark with the windows down and the smell of a sky on the verge of release music that is barely heard over the air that whips in the head lights sweep across the trees that line the river and on occasion i get a rare glimpse of the intelligence behind the bark isn't this what everyone dreams of? a belly full of good food and veins full of better drink the warmth and lack of inhibitions that comes along only with trust and wine is this not what you and i long for? a comfortable silence shared shoulder to shoulder? eyes closed against the air and the feeling that