feeling it....

the windows are down
the smell of the city is blowing by
the breeze is messing my hair
my arm is out the window, dancing in the night as the wind whips by
i'm feeling it.....
not just kind of, but really.....feeling it.
the wind, the smells, the noise....the deep summer air
that heavy weight of those days that i can't remember how they already turned into nights.
i think i'm at my best.
i'm not care free
....i'm never care free
but i'm hopeful
and happy
i'm content and full of everything i never knew i wanted
i see stone
and his handsome face
a page in the book of our lives
.....i think (i hope) it might be a good book.