The Candy Man Can

By zehaeva, 29 July, 2014

I’m hurtling away from you
70 miles an hour towards midnight
the road behind me pushes hard
wrenching my arms that just held you
to the breaking
shaped now around a wheel
accelerating every second
a madman on a boat
sailing with hurricanes a blowin’
past specks of light
running into the growing distance
constantly rowing forward
I just want to stop

here
found on my door step
worlds away from you
You made great time
glowing words that flit through the aether
from you to me
but
I didn’t want to make any time
I wanted to stop it
while holding you