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I, wanting a joyride
climbed inside
the hard softness of his leather seat.
Positioning close every angle
until we felt complete,
as one.

I slid the key in slowly,
to hear him run.
He was a big block, 60/over
with muscle and the raw power of horses,
under his hood.

I moved my arms up,
and took control of the wheel,
Gripping tight to his shifter,
as hard as steel,
and I could feel,

His Power Throb.

I rev'd him up, as we headed east,
feeling the cammed vibrations of
this furious beast.

And we drove,
Long,
Fast,
And Furious.

There wasn't a road that we didn't take,
No curve left unturned... as we began to brake..
slow and easy, and I let his engine subside.

I leaned back in the seat, hair strangled by wind,
Caught my breath, to let the moment sink in.

I licked the key, and gave it a sigh,
hit the rear view.. and I turned it slow,

One..More..Time,

Ahhh,
YESSS..
One more ride,

O' VER DRIVE.

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DuPainDuPainabout 16 years ago
*Chevy*

*Sigh* I miss my chevy !!!

AnonymousAnonymousabout 18 years ago
NASCAR will never be the same****

from the birthplace of NASCAR - the South - comes this HOT little piece. Now this is a ride you can take me on any time

AnonymousAnonymousover 18 years ago
So many words, so little content

Why didn't you just say "We screwed--I liked it--we did it again." Too much wandering around. Think concisely.

Bill DadaBill Dadaover 18 years ago
Sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeet

You may test drive me any time you want.

AnonymousAnonymousover 18 years ago
Can I take him for a ride?

Loved this one. Lots of fun. :)

Curiouswife

AnonymousAnonymousover 18 years ago
dang girl

what kind of engine do them men have in the hills...now thats what i call a joy rided...whoa...luvfromblue

My Erotic TaleMy Erotic Taleover 18 years ago
mention

Your poem was mentioned in the thread "New Poems Reviews"

RhymeFairyRhymeFairyover 18 years ago
Grrrrrrrrrr

Shifting into Hott OverDrive

with this one Sweet GA~!!

Love your hott Muscle car

and Watchin how you maneuver Him ~!!

Hehehehehe

More more more Plezzzzzzzzzzzz~!!!

*winks n chuckles~!!

LeBrozLeBrozover 18 years ago
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Whatever is it

with fiery Southern gals

and their muscle cars....

<grin>

Great metaphor.

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