Motorcycle purring down the road,
Curves hugging tires of feminine legs.
Lady Harley shifting gears 'n freedom.
Putting her man through its paces.
Revving engine, climbing hill's cleavage.
Caressing fingers holding handle bars,
Her man between her 'n the road below.
Woman floating among the vibrations,
Sensuality 'n free flying sensual liberation,
Lady Harley always controlling her man.
Note: This is for a sweetheart of Antioch, Lady Harley (Angel Eddie of the
Red Caboose, nice friendly place) and her Harley husband, people who enjoy
the weekend motorcycle rides of true free spirits.
D.Lester 12/06/05 ©
Terminated poet, somewhere in America not on company time.
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