Spider, a Motorcyle Man
Why do I think of you?
A casual encounter one day
We met and rode for a while.
So short a time, yet unforgetable.
Loving every second.
I think of you, Bill
Every time I see a spider,
Just like you said I would.
Copyright © E.J. Smith | Year Posted 2011
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