Gosh, I'm being more prolific than I first thought. This entry is not mine, but yet another guest submission. Now now, please hold your wild applause. This time, our guest is...oh? It's the spectacular Dana, once again! Read on:
A curious thing about living in the middle of nowhere
Is that road trips become commonplace,
and you never complain about sitting in cars for a long time.
I always felt this was one positive side effect
Of living thousands of miles away from Real America.
But now a thought occurs
if I loved you, and you lived in some far locale,
and I drove all day so I could spend the night with you-
would the fact that I have so often spent my day driving
steal the sincerity and drama from my gesture?
sadly, I think it would.