Least Viewed
Original title: LONGING
My dream was to ride
Not on horseback, no, on your motorcycle,
with you
With my hair in the wind
A whirling tornado of curls
Lashing out at your back and helmet
And my arms wrapped around you
With my eyes closed
While sunlight etched trees
we passed
In lively paintings in my brain
But here I am
Sitting between your legs
So you can keep me upright
And your one arm tightly around me
While holding the reins with the other
I close my eyes and lean against you
Feeling in your warm chest
A little fire burning
within
you and I
Perhaps that is all the motorcycle I need
Being with you on horseback
While you prevent me from falling
And I am keeping you in the saddle
Perhaps that is what we do,
metaphor for our lives.
Originally written October 15, 2016
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ON HORSEBACK
We're galloping wildly
My hair in the wind
lashing my curls against your back,
holding on tightly to you
Through my closed eyelids
I see silhouettes of trees
we pass.
My dream, there, with you.
Instead you hold me up
between your legs.
Your warm chest keeping me
from falling.
One arm safely around me,
holding the reins with the other.
We're glowing softly,
together
Perhaps this is all I need:
Being with you on horseback
While you prevent me from falling,
and I am keeping you in the saddle,
metaphor for our lives.
Rewritten October 21, 2016
for contest: Least Viewed
Sponsor: Marugu MO
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