Drive
She playfully fingered the radio station
and found her favorite song
while the rain fought the wipers
and tossed wet bullets to the left
and right of the windshield
as little damp circular footprints
tapped in seductive rhythm
to the snare from the speakers
driving her snake like movements
on soul
she already had her leg locked
in on me
slender thigh
ankle brought to my eye and down
pressing on me
pressing on the pedal
faster
splitting lanes
cutting rain
with radial swerve
and sway
She caught my eyes
closed at the wheel
with her feel
but she didn't stop
she played
hiking skirts
strawberry scents
slipped silk and lace
by ankles way
twirled on one finger
and sent to me with a wink
The glowing green
dash lights fade
to grey upon her dark skin
It was right then that
i thanked "GOD"
for bench seats and back alleys
"POP"
the recently pushed cigarette
lighter was twirling between
two slender fingers
red nail tips set against
the orange glow pug
of the plug
she waved the igniter
and traced the soft features
of her breast
placed it just inches from
my face and blew it's heat
upon my skin
she pulled close
dropped her legs tight
around me and whispered
not so sweet nothings
upon my ear and sealed
her intentions with a tongue flick
kiss on my neck
i ran 2 red lights,
one stop sign,
almost flat jacked a jaywalker
just to get there
just to get to her getting to me
the windows now obscured
with steam and sweat
hand swept across the shield
again and again
to catch the yellow divider,
a curb, an outlet
a hiding place
hot breath
heavy heart beats mixed
with bitter biting of my skin
she was straddled and atop
back bend
exposed neck with head spin
i hit 1st, 2nd, and 3rd
67 mph on this straight away
back alley passion tour
i hit neutral on the column
as we both hit overdrive
pedal held tight against the floor
engine roaring full bore
as we rolled loud
past the steel gated
picture window padlocked
pawnshop with the flickering
disgruntled
neon sign flashing "Closed"
i noticed the red light filtered
through rain and glass
upon her skin
Rubby nipple play
on dark canvas
hip sway
rocked ways enough
to smiles and shutters
to rolling stop
and fall heavy as breath
smothered the sound of the
engine scream
right foot still sank deep
upon the floor
The Ford sat still and rumbled
echoes startled streets and rattled
windows and sleep
lights flicked on like dominos
falling on the adjacent buildings
sleepy eyes broke sashes
to catch a glimpse of the falling rain
skipping past street lamps
settling on the 4 door, V8 pearl white
67 Ford at rest in the intersection
windows rolled down
steam rolling off the glass and headlights
as sweet soul sounds settled down
right foot lifted
3 on the tree shifted
and placed on "D"
for DRIVE
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