Summer Nights of Perfection

Driving home down a dark, windy road.

Moonlight cutting bravely through trees hanging over the road.

Breaking into an open field lit by the clear moon, backed by a lightening show.

Windows rolled down, warmish air playing with my day-toussled hair.

Singing harmony to this song.

I am on my way back to where I started...


One summer night of perfection after another.


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