Just Driving [10-8-1995]

might i beg a blade of grass
of a needle from a pine
miight i beg a dance from you
under stars that shine

the morning is cool and sad
as it breaks my heart
soon my life is over
but i only see the start

might i steal the sun
or the mistress moon
might i laugh a laugh with you
and taste it with a spoon

the night is steamy humid hot
as it touches winter
soon our dreams of summer
and hopes of heat will splinter

might i ask a favor
or a backward glance
might i ask a joke from you
would you take the chance?