Today he went for a ride
Nowhere in particular
Deadly dance
Traffic so thick
Stick
In
Or out
The dodge
The dart
So smart
Three steps ahead
You have to be
Mind drifts
As its want
Happened weeks ago
Perhaps months
One or two
She had returned
His Molly
Bonnie lass
How
Her fingers ran
When they ran
Through his hair
Up there
There
Where
Time could stand still
For only a moment
Before
She ran
Inglorious goodbye
Yet
He smiled
She was his beautiful bird
Flying in his mind
Forever
But this day
For a moment
He allowed her
To build a nest
For a moment
He saw her glory
He saw that she was happy
Or as happy as she could be
Maybe
Maybe
Let her know
She was glorious
He was so proud of her
Her
She had survived
If only
She had fought the fight
And won
He was proud
With a turn of his throttle
He had to pass
She had to fly
And he
He had to ride
All the while
Avoid
Running out of road
No comments:
Post a Comment