"I got distracted..." and "It happens all the time," two poems by Nick

“I got distracted…”

 It was raining hard as we drove through the early winter night to the show. She could barely see the lane markers as she has terrible night vision. I said she should pull over so I can drive since my eyes are ridiculously sensitive to light. As we continued on down the soaked and cold highway she put her hand on my right arm as it gripped the shifter. I could feel her warmth through the thin fabric of my hoodie. The way she rubbed my arm, gripped my thigh. We were soon pulled over on a farming back road. Collapsed upon each other. In the cramped back seat of her coupe, I wanted to stay there forever. As we held each other, I never wanted to let her go. She felt like the answer to my every physical need. I got distracted.

“It happens all the time…”

 Heart beating, nostrils flared, I could feel the warmth of my blood throughout my body, her body, welcome to now. Is this it? All you get is now. I wanted to stay in this moment with her forever, I never was one before this. Is this like singularity or something…? Happens all the time I guess.