Fire Truck

Whenever I said green light, you said red Light, fighting back with a smile on your face; Racing hearts chased each other to keep pace With the words that had already been said. Through all of the formalities, I sped, Dead set on letting my hand reach that space Between left and right lanes; The only place A man, just like me, could truly be fed. As the beginning of your end drew near, The truth about my true intentions leaked; "FIRE TRUCKS NEVER STOP FOR RED LIGHTS..DEAR!" While being left without a word to speak, I, too, began to whisper in your ear, "Remember 'INNOCENCE IS FOR THE WEAK'!"