Harley

I love my Harley
Riding along
Hair blowing in the breeze
With the greatest of ease

Sun shining
Hot and wet
Sitting on my Harley
With a look of content

The breeze is cool
Upon my neck
My hand upon the handle
Riding my Harley

Racing down the street
Moving to the beat
My heart is racing
A sound so sweet

Around the curves
The bends are coming near
Can you see the mountains?
I love my Harley
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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