I love your curves. The way they run down your body and hereby caresses your shape, and gives it an inspiring hint of fulfilling art. The sleek form... and edges that make you so special that everyone is confused by your design. I see you standing in the sparkling sun... with your top down... standing on your 19’s... low over the street. Ready to take me all the places we can go together. Enjoying every single curve on the street... every bump... every stone... Singing your 6 chambered hart out of the back off your infinite sound pipes... Calling out for more. Your seats... ready to take me into your world of unknown adventures. The feel of your perfectly harmonised steering. Feeling every inch I travel with you. Love to take you for a smooth ride on a sunny day... Breathing you in like a fresh summer breeze... While you take control of my conscience by filling my ears with the roaring sound of your heart... leaving me wanting for more.... Faster... I’m free in your passionate world of joy.
Creating a complete moment. Time stands still... Only you... me and the street. The sun sets in the west. The way we always travel.
In the dark the reflection of the moonlight dances in the reflection of the perfect surface of your body. Creating shades and new lines of living steel. Talking to me... Draging me closer. The shine of your eyes in the dark. Angel like... I feel your shape for one last time...The touch of cold metal leaving my fingers with the sense of harmony. I tug you in for the night. Leaving you to your thoughts of experienced life.
Good night