they call it an action
a Harley on a hot summer day
avoiding a sheet metal rocket
at a glance
the driver laying down
I go here every night
my time
reflect upon her beauty
sweet passion
soft moonlight laying down
a glance of Van Morrison
Tells me just a little reason
Like this:
Like Loading...
Related
I am a writer. I've always wanted to write intriguing words. Don't we all. Aren't we all wanting to be experts in the language of love, sensuality, desire, provocative notions? Well, I'm giving it a try. Join me if you'd like, and please share any feedback you think would help my adventure :)