that new car smell.
who doesn't know it, or like
it.
a fresh start with a new set
of wheels.
hardly ten miles on the odometer.
never a flat,
never having left you on
the side of the road.
everything about it, in tact.
no leaks, no dents, or bruises,
no vague past.
she's full of gas,
shining brightly with factory
paint,
a factory wax.
look how clean she is
inside and out. ready for the road,
ready for you to hit the pedal,
and go. it's the best
relationship
you'll ever know.
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