A Bonneville Detour
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[breakdown] Bonneville... Bonneville... Bonneville... A Bonneville Detour! Sunrise crackled through the windshield, Ohio rearview shrinking fast, Headlights met our westbound dreams, asphalt ribbons never cast In doubt. My sister, knuckles white on the wheel, a silent vow To reach Pacific shores in three days, somehow. I, sun-kissed boy, naive, Chose detours where mesas blushed with sunrise, mountains leaned to eavesdrop. "Let's keep moving on," she'd plead, then bite her lip at every stop, The painted ponies, whispering pines, a ghost town's haunting, skel'tal pop. But here, where earth dissolved to crystal, a desert's diamond floor, The setting sun ignited skies, I couldn't drive a moment more. "Bonneville," I breathed, her protest lost in wind-carved, sun-soaked air. [breakdown] Bonneville... Bonneville... Bonneville... A Bonneville Detour We pulled off, engine sighing, leaving worries parked elsewhere. My tripod clicked, legs reaching for the painted, fiery sky, Capturing twilight's symphony where salt plains met the mountains high. Pink bled to gold, gold bled to red, then violet's velvet stole the show, Each frame a canvas whispering, "Let go, let wonder be the flow." And somewhere in the hush, her hand touched mine, a truce unsaid, The salt flat's silent song at last, bridging the miles between us spread. California's shores could wait, their sunset pale compared to this, A shared breath in the twilight, sisterhood's unspoken kiss. The road might stretch for miles ahead, but now, in this painted hush, The journey wasn't miles and maps, but finding beauty in a rush. And as the final ember dipped, a lone coyote's mournful cry, We turned, hearts linked by desert light, back to the road, and sky.
