Short Catalina Poems

I WAS ALONE,
AND OH SO COLD.
A CHILL TO THE BONE,
AND NO ONE TO HOLD.

I AM HOME NOW,
THE TIME IS DONE.
I MADE IT SOMEHOW,
NO NEED FOR THIS GUN!

LOVE FOUND ME,
THE EYES OF AN LATINA.
I GIVE HER POETRY,
MY GORGEOUS CATALINA!

MY BRIANNAS MOTHER,
HOLDS ME CLOSE TO HER BREAST.
A LOVE LIKE NO OTHER,
FOR SHE LOVED ME BEST!...

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my knees are squeezing tightly, my arms wrapped around your waist
a cool breeze, the morning sun, a quiet highway on which we run
centrifugal force in motion, as you pop the clutch
chest to back, the muffler crack, as we hit the open road

low clouds in the mountains offer a beautiful view
heading to Catalina, a first for me and you
the Victory purring loudly, an awesome humming sound
this vibration I'm feeling has nothing to do with bike...

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