Trust a Stranger

You're walking out the front entrance Leaving work behind you Forgetting the hustle of the day Looking forward to a quite drink Chilling out In your Soft Comfy Favourite Chair Staring into an open fire Being carried away with the beat of the music When all of a sudden You're startled By the thundering crackling Sound from the exhaust Of a oversized shinny motor bike A leather cladded rider dismounts Blocking your path As you stand stunned & glued to the spot The rider comes up to your face Through a tinted visor on a black helmet You hear a soft gentle familiar voice saying Put this on and let's go All your fears flash in front of you But your censors say your safe You allow this gentle giant To carefully place the open face helmet over your head Slowly secure it under your chin Hands you some wrap around sun glasses Without a word The rider shows you how to Comfortably mount a bike Indicates you to wait until he is on Gives you the nod As you mount the bike Cuddle into the rider looking over his right shoulder Smelling & feeling the leather on your bare skin As you clasp your hands together Around the stomach of the rider The bike starts Startled by the noise you jump And thrusted back as we take off Slowly through the main street Slow down even more for the school zone Swerving Swaying Dodging In and out Of the afternoon traffic Leaving the bottle neck behind With the confusion and worry Hitting the open road Winding the throttle wide open The purring of the pipes Echoing off on coming cars The thumping of the motor Rising up through the seat The wind caressing your face As we brake hard and throw The bike down into a left hand lean Around the corner in one motion Pick the bike up and throw down Into a right hand corner Dancing Up Down And around Up the hill onto the flat Surrounded trees The afternoon sun strobing through the trees Behind the trees In the paddocks Prancing Dancing Meres and foals Back into town Where I stop at your place I dismount Extend my hand to help you off Lovingly remove your helmet Tie it on the sissy bar Jump on the bike With a crack from the pipes The engine roars Burning the tar with my back tyre Leaving you standing in the cutter Dumbfounded Bewildered Tingling Laughing and smiling