Conceal Carry

He kept his hands up, subdue
To block out my flashing blue
Shaking, praying, I wouldn’t pursue
Cause he kept that chamber locked
and loaded
My heart pounded, exploded
When I felt her  black and white
Smile back at me in spite
The dashboard rattled with her voice
He gave me no other choice
A .45 caliber to the chest
And in this backseat nest
We laid our weapons down
But we kept our hands up high
To block her face from our eye