When our cars touched <br />When you lifted the hood of mine <br />To see the intimate workings underneath, <br />When we were bound together <br />By a pulse of pure energy, <br />When my car like the princess <br />In the tale woke with a start, <br />I thought why not ride the rest of the way together. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Anonymous Submission<br /><br />Linda Pastan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/jump-cabling/
