for Bella
twilight is crowning the hills

gum trees stripped back to ghostflesh

the crossroad is abandoned

car radio harmonising

I drum my fingers on the dashboard

heartbeat a steady bass

accompanying the caramel smoky sun

that anoints your profile

with its last golden touch

along Princes Road

as the lights flare to life

only green is go

I wait for the dark to come

let’s escape

drive, my queen

You own my heart