First Kiss

Run-down apartments
and broken-down dreams
you found me
in the deep november flash-freeze
of my mind

let go
of waiting cars
i fled from your nighttime
in search of my own.

beating pulse
how it drove me
for sixteen long years
and who could've known
i'd end up at your door

for my headlights
grew dim
but the storm wore on
and the fireworks set off
from your dingy back porch
couldn't guide me home

so i'll keep searching.