ride

you saw me standing on the corner of the street
you took another look--pulled up on your Victory
said "hey, cutie, let me take you for a ride"
you handed me a helmet saying "hold on tight"
I climbed on without a second thought

we took off quickly, kicking up some dust
wrapped my arms around you holding on for dear life
from where I was sitting, I felt quite a rush
you said "this is the beginning, baby
it's all just getting starting"

with the cool breeze in my warm face
holding you close, around your waist
my whole valley never looked this green
I'm loving the noise and the backseat
that's what being on your bike can do

everyday now has been just as fine
off into the sunset, away we ride
all because once, I took a chance
when you saw me on that corner
put it all back into order
and took me for a ride


Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License