hey , she said , you know from sculpture class and it was true , it was her , through the window , she kissed my mouth which my tongue didnt resist , she opened the door , her hand ran up my side and we were across the seats of this godawful ford explorer and her tall bun like a powerful refuge , the darkness , the twilight not making any sense , but i only thought of that later , probably because i had read it somewhere , but then and there it was more like a twitching finger that warned ... of nothing except for seatbelt latches and broken cd cases , but i kept her from all of that , a chivalrous person i was and her head on my shoulder eventually grew heavy with sleep , she never woke even when my phone hummed sweet caroline thirty minutes after she had first kissed me .