Radiant, dazzling, and all too new

A vehicle of first-time adoration

How it glimmers in the moonlight

How it rusts in the sunlight

How it glows in the dusk

How it dims in the dawn

A lovely thing,

a pitiful thing

To steer it gently onto a loving path

or to drive it off a cliff, plunging into the cold waters of desperation’s cove?

A lovely thing,

a pitiful thing.

~Sammicakes