Your elusiveness is charming.
You hide behind the building
the fact you even exist is alarming.
Everytime I drive down the row
I drive by you ever so slow.
Most of the time, o spot, you are filled,
but tonight I looked and my heart stilled.
You were empty, o spot, with no car insight
You were empty, o spot, much to my delight.
So now, o spot, my little blue car
is in your warm embrace so I don't have to walk far.
So thank you secret spot for your very existence
finding you empty took lots of persistence.
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