I need to get me a bike, the chopped kind. Cold this time of year, but come summer, well you have writ the rest. I like this piece of affection found on the back of a bike. Like a pair of sparrows gliding the roads they ride; flying down the highway on the wings of a dove. I do need to get me a bike. lol.
I need to get me a bike, the chopped kind. Cold this time of year, but come summer, well you have writ the rest. I like this piece of affection found on the back of a bike. Like a pair of sparrows gliding the roads they ride; flying down the highway on the wings of a dove. I do need to get me a bike. lol.
Leather, pine, being wrapped around "someone" on a fast ride. Oh my, yes please. That is quite a moment you capture, I can feel it, hear it, smell it, I want it!
Well, this just brings you to the edge, now doesn't it? Lifts the spirits! I found myself wanting to pick my feet up off the floor as I was reading it, because I was right there on the handlebars with ya! Great write!
Some of my work is very personal and some is flight taking fancy... a writer's prerogative... :)
Read something of mine and I will read something of yours - very nice and simple and what a way.. more..
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