Late Afternoon Light

Engine hums a lazy tune. Streetlights flicker on too soon. Rearview mirrors catch the flame Of a sun that won't Remain. Windows down, the breeze rolls in. Painting gold across my skin. The city slows its breath with me. As if we share this reverie. Late afternoon light. Bleeding soft into the night. Traffic hums a lullaby. To the world just passing by. I'm just a face behind the Wheel. Floating through the way I feel. Everything's a shade of grace. In this golden little space. Kids run home with backpacks swaying. Old men talk as time keeps playing. A neon sign begins to glow. Somewhere jazz is playing low. My hands rest light upon the Wheel. Eyes wide open, heart so still. Feels like life just took a Pause. Just because, just Because. Late afternoon light. Holding day and dreams so tight. City sings her twilight song. And I just hum along. Some things only show at Dusk. Wrapped in silence, wrapped in trust. I don't need a single word. To say what I just heard.