It’s quiet now;
the transgression’s over,
we’re so far away
from consequence.
There’s still a few hours
’til morning,
that ought to be enough time
to make a get-away.
I can get a car.
We can run
to California;
I have friends there
who could hide us
for a little while.
Then we could head
across the border,
find work in Mexico;
no one asks questions,
if we don’t.
Who knew it would be
so dangerous
to fall in love?
The moment that I saw you,
our eyes met
and I died a little more.
You were no more
than a stranger,
but we fit together.
It didn’t take long
to see the truth;
some “meant-to-be’s”
are lethal.
Some breathless words execute.
Out crime was only knowing passion.
Our fate was written
in the stars.
I think they’ll find us
wherever we are,
there’s no escaping justice.
We are doomed,
just as we are fated.
We are cursed
to know the Blessing well.
Our love,
is the stuff of legends
that they’ll speak about in Hell.
So, let’s make that
run to California,
while we still have blood
on our clothes.
The ties that bind us
are unexplainable,
but they bring us close,
without question.
From the first moment
that I saw you,
I knew you were the one.
I pull the car around
and you get in next to me
and we race to escape the Sun.
HG – 2018
