Art Car (57/1000)

He makes me so excited
I get swept up in his currents
And soar, tumbling through the rapids and sharp rocks
Feeling bruised and exhausted
When I finally reach him

But what other kind of love should I imagine?
He's everything I designed
There are holes in the dream
Like being so drunk there are missing pieces
And you worry about what might have happened
And what might result

So I just keep dreaming in rainbows,
Cool showers, smiles & kisses
And when the black hole
Information voids tempt me
Toward destruction
I steer this art car back onto the
Road I want to travel

Where shall we go tonight?