Love, After

[Bunx]

Love, After

Thirty years of clutching
the wheel through blizzards
and black ice skids.

Twenty years of habitual I like your use of habitual, usually used to describe drinking tendencies. An habitual helper is parallel to what you do when you're in love.  
designated driving,
hand over glass. Hand over glass as a term for being sober was a new one to me. It was a little confusing on my first read mainly because cars have glass at first my mind went to shattered glass. I feel like something else could conclude this idea to be more to the point or maybe speak to the motive of the narrator. Why she does this so often? 

Today, yesterday, tomorrow  an interesting way of saying routine 
I automatically aim
for the passenger door,
sink into music I haven’t chosen
and read.

It is silly how as a decade plus many blizzard encountered delivery driver / musician tour driver I feel this poem on a level that is potentially unintended, unless platonic love works.

I feel like there is so many different words and ways to depict stanza one, though I think it's being direct is solid. The feelings I have when thinking about driving through a blizzard and hitting black ice
-up to zero visibility
-uncertainty
-anxiety
-self trust
-going as slow as conditions demand
-hitting black ice give me the feeling of like falling in a dream 

There are parallels to being a DD for a significant other mainly choosing to take accountability for others safety.

What I get from poem is how love is part risk, sacrifice, and safety. Where one is grateful to trade being the one in control and trusts someone else enough to relax and chill.

Awesome and relatable read thanks for posting!